fleabags…

fleasbags

having
returned
from
a weekend
in
the mountains
of
socal
i stopped
by
aunt bea’s
laughing
i told her
about
a small town
that
had elected
a dog
as
mayor
she
said
sadly
seems
like
the nation
has
outdone
that
one

* The title of the poem does not refer to the Honorable Mayor Max, II

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