Kramer (a poem)

By Mimi Evans Winship

It's the Racial Divide made me say what I said.

I'm not responsible. Don't rain on MY head.

Iraq made me do it.

Katrina cried through it.

I was just healing wounds. I was sadly misread.

Mea culpa? Surely, you must be in jest.

I'm Kramer! With exquisite timing I'm blessed.

My fame had diminished.

You thought I was finished,

But I'm back in the headlines. On those laurels I'll rest!

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