Something
there is that DOES love a wall.
The fretful. The fearful. The weak. The small.
Those who equate foreign with hate.
Walls, by their nature, do not last long —
no matter how
tall, no matter how strong.
Matter of fact they ain't worth persuin',
'cept if you're
into buildin' a ruin.
It is, by golly,
another Trump Folly,
Trump's off his trolley,
a painting by Dali.
It is, by golly,
another Trump Folly,
Trump's off his trolley,
a painting by Dali.
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| The Persistence of Memory (1931) |