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Hot Air

The grand duel is upon us
Politicos at the podium
Prepared to knock each other off
Both on the offensive
One the voice of experience
Dogged by shades of secrecy
The other a blaring trumpet
Played by a buffoon
They face off on the stage
Each coached as the perfect choice
But both so deeply flawed
Both the lesser of two evils
The moderator pops a Xanax
Prepared to let the hot air blow....
Written by crowfly
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