President Despot missed his wife
And wished she hadn't died.
She'd found her husband's secret room,
Then committed two-bullet suicide.
He wondered who could fill her place
And pondered the speediest way
To find the loveliest ladies, so
He talked to the NSA.
They set him up with their software
So he could watch them all.
He swiped left so many times
And eavesdropped on several calls.
Then he stopped his search and stared,
Convinced he'd found "the one."
Her name was Nurse Theresa, and
Her best friend Jen was having fun.
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Theresa seemed so beautiful,
So smart and groomed and trim.
President Despot fell in the love
Surveillance gave to him.
He made a date; she brought her friend.
"She's scared of me," he could tell.
He told them he would set Jen up
With his friend in the weed cartel.
Theresa and Jen took the president home.
"Two ladies for me to engage!"
He liked it when they tied him up,
But then he saw the cage.
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Now Jen is the Vice President,
And Theresa rules without fail.
They made laws for good people's rights,
And put President Despot in jail.
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Poem and images by me, @hope-k!