Who Is Deplorable?

Me Incarnate in nineteen sixty-eight,

My Body teaching in a middle school,

You were for Humphrey--"Don't withdraw--let's wait!"

Me was a rad--"The libs are Esso's tool!"

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We had Our Revolution at the Mall,

Me slipped the swag beneath my Miniskirt,

Between My Legs--mem'ries rouse, appall,

You just a Boy, with loot tucked in Your Shirt.

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We never got the time that We deserved,

In fall We fell away and broke apart,

Me hopes You have Your Love and Rue preserved,

For Me--Your first, Your curse, Your Star, Your Heart.

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Where are You now, My Boy adorable?

Who is deplored, Who is deplorable?




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