The dog has found a sunny spot. It's still not nice outside,
But, clearly, that's of no concern to her. I can't settle as she
Has. There's too much left to do, too much ridiculously
Out of joint. The government's shut down because the cruel
Rich men running it care nothing for the needs of those who
Thoughtlessly installed them there. Those vile shits we'll
Celebrate tomorrow, our prized veterans, are murdering
Unfortunates who sail from Venezuela's coast. Despite
Their pledges to keep peace, the Zionists have gone on
Killing Gazans, West Bank families picking olives, unarmed
Lebanese and Syrians. Indonesia's president, a two-bit
Thug, declares his former boss, who slaughtered thousands,
To be one they all should venerate. Our own pathetic
Leader pardons those who'd hoped to nullify elections for
His sake. The dog is snoring. I'm too agitated to stay in
My seat. There's much to do, and all the world's gravely
Out of joint.