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“Our Poisoned Chalice”
-Macbeth I.vii.10-12
We commend each other with curses exchanged
Between a cop and a hard place in space
Red MAGA caps against Commie berets
All of these accessories China-made
Our battleground an asphalt parking lot
Our forward first-aid post a coffee shop
Where Communists glare over their nitros cold
And Fascists froth their frappuccinos hot
We commend each other with a chalice defiled
Over the broken body of a Child
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