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  LAWRENCE S. PERTILLAR (February/'47)
 
 
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  10797.     

She Endorses

Generous and direct!
Her comments...
No one listening,
Did expect!

But what was left?
More of the same?
More of the insanity,
To maintain.
Driven by a right...
Claimed.
To conquer over others.
To take what is theirs away!

She laid it on the line.
This is not that time!
That time for those actions,
Has brought too much dissatisfaction!

Too much is at stake.
Too many have endured needless suffering.
Too many are bitter with heartache they can't shake!

Loved ones have lost their lives.
By those who have risen to produce,
A revelation that has uncovered deceit and lies!

And 'these'...
She repeated to supporters,
Has no order of business accepted today!
And she endorses 'The We Can! The We Will...
And 'The We Must,
Campaign!
Standing 'with' and besides someone...
With promises,
This direction we all must prepare ourselves to take!
 
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  10798.     

She Had Been Nice

Of course she was loved,
By those who delighted in her leadership.
She did nothing controversial.
Or incited conflict.
And she was stylish wherever she went.

Publicly she was always pleasant.
And in a calm voice she always spoke.
But when she left office and the government in shambles...
Everyone knew her guidance was a joke.
She wasn't about disturbances.

How,
Under someone's watch...
Can billions of crumbs,
Be left as a deficit to sit on an exposed table...
Without a cleaning of it ordered to be done.

Of course she was loved,
By those who delighted in her leadership.
She did nothing controversial.
Or incited conflict.

She had been nice!
And people liked it.
Although with smiles,
Their quality of lifestyles...
Has diminished drastically.
And for some not to be in existence.

But she was 'nice'.
And people liked it!

'Where is she now? '

~She has mysteriously decided,
To spend more time with her family.
Just before the storm began.~
 
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  10799.     

She Has Tremendous Hands

Eyes and high cheekbones!
That's how I can tell they are all related!
This crotch theory you've got,
Makes absolutely no sense.
Since that would not apply to them all.
Some are short and a few are quite tall!

'The daughter,
She wears a size 13 shoe.'

And what is that suppose to mean?
What has that got to do with anything?

'She has tremendous hands! '

And...
What is that wink about?

'Well...
You didn't hear it from me,
But...
I know she can be a gorgeous woman.
But I'm told...
When she stands,
She can stand up to any man! '

And what's up with the wink?
I still don't get it!

'I don't think you will no time soon!
You are not her type.
Unless that also changes.'

There you go with that wink!
 
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  10800.     

She Is Evil Lit

Her beauty is surfaced...
And when she smiles,
There are traces of evilness...
She tries to hide.
Once outside.
But under her makeup,
She can not erase...
What lies hidden deeply,
Behind that pretty face.

Bitterness concealed under a false grin.
Her smile is fixed,
Without one movement on her lips.

And she speaks through clinched teeth...
Like a trained ventriloquist.
But her eyes hold a light.
Brightly...
That is evil lit!

Her beauty is surfaced...
And when she smiles,
There are traces of evilness...
She tries to hide.
But under her makeup,
She can not erased.
How she holds onto...
Every pain and hurt felt in her life,
Every sacrifice is there.
From hair shampooed...
To her fixed glare.

And reminding anyone who witnessed this...
She was not the one,
Anytime soon...
Who would forget what it took,
To arrive to the reception of
Unwelcoming stares.
But she doesn't care.
Whatever that was good soured.
And it was not to her benefit.

She now knows who she is today.
She knows how to convey her beauty.
And to who what to say.
She knows she is...
Inside with tears.
She knows she is...
Inside,
Evil lit.
 
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