And as your new President, I expect all Americans to read this book. The Survival of our beloved country rests in your hands. Your able hands. Your tiny little able hands.

a poem

a poem by "Sweatheart" Hini (spelling mistakes kept for the sake of authenticity):
Thunder
put hands around people
Uosing power
kiling people
git eggs
got a egg
found a swaamp reed
found a green thing