SEND BURLINGTON BACK TO MOSCOW
It doesn’t matter that it doesn’t matter because it still does.
I can’t get away from the definition of various particles and the wearing down
Love fell on my head like a roof,
Keeping the snow out during the thrush of winter.
What I loved most about my teenage years was the ski trips to Vermont.
Back then It was an innocent state where citizens weren’t strangled by ideas.
I don’t know how it fell from grace.
I don’t know how an ideological fanatic like Bernie Sanders was allowed
To suck maple syrup from the trees and make the green hills brown.
I don’t know how stupid young people were sucked into the udder
Socialism of Bernie’s failure to understand the bread lines in Russia.
We should put Burlington on a barge with Bernie and send it back to Moscow.
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