Apple pies

Apple pies are full of lies

Double plays ensnare our cares

Neighbors Chevrolets are spied

Safe from pits of comfy chairs

Over Comers

Celebrate it all, let’s leave nothing out.

Party hard until the end, censor every doubt.

Hide the murder we commit, the misery we cause,

Fight to serve the treason, by decomposing laws.

Sculpt with cluster bombs a heaven here on earth

Limit peoples come and go, their say, their very worth

America right now, more like a field of pies,

The kind that livestock daily pass, sticky full of flies.

Sold as over comers, I fear we’ve gone to far,

When leadership does improvise its way around our law.