Monster in my garden

While street people

Ask for pennies from well-dressed clowns.

Ideological freaks of every ilk,

Making laws to suit the freaks that voted for them,

Living statues striding the avenues,

Trying to find Rome.

Even the two-headed variety is nothing new.

In politics you vote somebody into office

And they start growing heads like mushroom kits

(Chicken-of-the-woods is very common in the capital

All the way to the top).

But how did the two-headed Boehner get here

So far from D.C.?

I shiver as the sun sets on my beloved Green Mountains.

Call me paranoid

But I just don't feel safe up here any more.

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