General Poetry posted August 24, 2024


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Forty-fifth

by Bill Schott

 
Sometimes I run down the 45th;
 
I can't see the man because of the myth.
 
Half the country sees him a saint,
 
but I am sure that's something he ain't. 
 
 
 



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