It’s All The Rage In The Middle East These Days!

I saw a survey at a shop

That made me pause, then fully stop.

It asked “What flavor would you want

“To drink here in our restaurant?”

I think they wanted “Pumpkin spice”,

“Caramel pecan”, or something nice.

I wrote “The blood of politicians

“Collected via millions of small incisions.”

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