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THE HOOKER NEVER VOTES by E. Ethelbert Miller
August 15, 2016
Politics is a lonely horn
and sometimes I need a woman's
hand to make the pain go away.
Everybody wants something.
But what do I need?
What do I want?
I love the power of flesh
even if it comes with a price.
I'm a politician not a promise.
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