Beneath My Dignity
by DCDave

I don't care what he did with her.
Please tell me.
So what? He's a philanderer.
Please tell me.
The voters to the White House sent
Him for the job of president.
While he's keeping us employed,
The sordid issues I avoid.
With so much upon my plate,
There's room just for affairs of state.
Now I can no longer wait:
Please tell me.

David Martin

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