Evin Moore
@evinmoore.bsky.social
Founder and volunteer at Burning Through Pages, dad, quipped, believer in humanity and a little awkward at social gatherings.
The poem:
You wanted jobs
But pink slips arrived
For markets to boom
But a bust was derived
Small government hid
and a cruel king was crowned
We’ve turned in our allies
Now none can be found
We’re just 3 months in
With more horrors in store
Is this what you voted for?
You wanted jobs
But pink slips arrived
For markets to boom
But a bust was derived
Small government hid
and a cruel king was crowned
We’ve turned in our allies
Now none can be found
We’re just 3 months in
With more horrors in store
Is this what you voted for?
April 5, 2025 at 6:46 PM
The poem:
You wanted jobs
But pink slips arrived
For markets to boom
But a bust was derived
Small government hid
and a cruel king was crowned
We’ve turned in our allies
Now none can be found
We’re just 3 months in
With more horrors in store
Is this what you voted for?
You wanted jobs
But pink slips arrived
For markets to boom
But a bust was derived
Small government hid
and a cruel king was crowned
We’ve turned in our allies
Now none can be found
We’re just 3 months in
With more horrors in store
Is this what you voted for?
