EBAY THE ARCHIVES

In place, a plan for badly needed funds

There will be those surprised by what they’ll pay

No questions rise about the money runs

To save up for another type of day

The center of the diamond now a womb

The Lincoln bedroom sold off to Japan

There must be arrowheads stacked in a room

For hospitals to build on vacant land

and preserved in the swampy mist

we’ll keep the constitution for the mayor

the proclamation for the journalist

we’ll hang it over Archie bunker’s chair

there is no way we can expect to win

but have a new white house in which to live.