The Red
The Tie
The Long Red Tie
Unread
Uncaring
Under the Pute
Does not Compute
Under the Pute
Of the Uncute Suit
Who got him put in
His color is Red
Blood Red
Chopped the Roses
Though they have thorns
They’ve flowers too
What a waste
Cut them down
Bleed them dry
Send them away
Pretend save day
He’s Red
Unread
Uncaring
Unaware
The Tie is long
Not strong
His power’s thin
A string of lies
And hateful ties
Threats for cowards
Easily cowed
The string can break
The mob can spot
The smile is fake
All it will take
To breach the dike
Is acknowledge the real
An empty suit
Thwart his pursuit
The Tie is Red
It’s made of thread
Thread can unravel
It might take travel
It might take pain
It might take many
It might take few
It might be soon
But not too late
The bells are clear
The signs are sure
The traitor is red
He’s out to destroy
He’s not too coy
The cadre of liars
May hide in briars
May bay at moon
May celebrate
A loony toon
May relish the rot
Of overripe melons
May pardon the boys
The violence of felons
The tie is Red
The tide will turn
His crowd will learn
And they will spurn
The unread Red
Who seeks to bleed
The nation dry
Who seeks to cede
Our love and joy
Who hides in dark
An undead shark
A putinate boy
A noxious weed
An empty suit
A tie of red
The land will bleed
If we let grow
Cancer will spread
Till all are dead
Bursting shells
Poison wells
Tolling knells
The tie is red
The truth unsaid
He knows not you
He knows not me
He knows naught
But nasty thought
The tie is red
He’s out for blood
Turns water to mud
Kills parks and trees
For parking lot fees
The tie is red
And made of thread
Thread can unravel
And tyranny flushes
Down the pipes
It’s up to you
It’s up to me
Restore the free
And liberty
Restore the brave
Forget deprave
Pull the threads
With a mighty heave
The tie unravels
The good word travels
We see the lies
Remove disguise
Beneath red ties
We all despise
Deadly surprise
Unravel red ties
We all despise
No-one will wear
A golden crown
Certainly not
An orange clown
Remove the red
Unread undead
He’s been caught
Never been taught
A million fought
To build us up
Don’t let red
Don’t drink the cup
Of poison and lie
Don’t be shy
Shred the tie
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