Branden Koch, “Magic Mirror” (2019), pigment ink on paper, 11.25 x 12.5 inches (image courtesy the artist)
Ye, Slave in the Magic Mirror,
Come to me from deepest space.
Through wind and darkness I summon thee,
Speak! Let me see thy face.
Mirror, Mirror, on the wall,
Tell me, tell me, tell me all!
Now that Steve King took a fall,
Where’s that leave my precious wall?
“Condemned!” murmured the reply.
Condemned!? What a thing!?
I’ll feed those Tigers Burger King!
Yummy milkshakes and filet-o-fish,
Oh Magic Mirror, grant one wish!
This wee apple, can’t you see
Around the concertina spree?
Tempt the Dems to take this bait
Pollute their Wave with fear and hate.
