A Nightmare Under the Elm (Poem)

tankermone By tankermone, 10th Apr 2013 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
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When in the course of human events, we experience the worst, we assume right off that it must be a dream nightmare, only to have reality thrust upon us!

A Nightmare Under the Elm


I woke to a sad, lonely realm
As I lay under a great elm;

‘Tis a dream, I said to myself,
In moments I’ll be seeing elves;

Perhaps not so, said a great bard,
Perhaps your fellows are retard;

I lay there momentarily,
And pondered country’s sanity;

In the white house with the great lawn,
Sat boring leader of great yawn;

Instead of leaders we had sheep,
Do as they’re told to keep their seat;

A leader without any balls,
Who sat there fiddling in our halls;

Was I dreaming, or was this real?
My country had gone over hill;

Pansies run the nation ragged,
Constitution, torn and jagged;

Awake me so I told the bard,
‘Tis not a dream – enjoy retard!

PTR March 27, 2013


Bard, Constitution, Dream, Elm, Jagged, Leader, Nation, Nightmare, Pansies, Poem, Ragged, Real, Retard, Rhyme, Torn

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author avatar tankermone
U.S.Army vet, father - three, gf - six. I write about everything, in poetry mostly. I served in Armor, laid cement, tied steel, laid pipe, worked retail, tutored and enjoy and love the United States!

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