Friday, November 14, 2025

Next Easter USA 🇺🇸 _ New Poetry 2025

Next Easter USA 🇺🇸 

Main sent to play 

It sounded okay 

But boss she said I lost 

Because the muffled moss 

And when I said that was the cost 

She said he boss had me on the cross

And his Scottish schoolyard schedule 

Yeah his red republican petty rules 

It seemed to come all so untrue 

But it just proves to mean how 

The sales tires sales man and auto 

Gas the smells likes gasoline ⛽️ 

When she was the high school queen

Elizabeth Taylor and Giant Jimmy Dean 

So you're gonna fire me 

You wanna fire me so bad 

You wanna fire me 

You always had 

With a wonder bread bag 

You wanted to brag 

Go on… take a drag 

How do you care for me 

With a sarcastic Christian Tree

Screaming Crucify Me  

See you next Easter 

So sad

You pretended to care for me 


November 14, 2025

John Alan Conte' Jr.

November 14, 2025 



Good wishes,
John

Sent from my iPhone

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