Portland Poem by ed purchla

Now I cannot go to Portland
Now Portland's not the place for me
My king he says it lies outside the realm
Nah, Portland's not the place for me

Perpetual fires alight in Portland
An insurrection, apparently
Gunfire like something out of Full Metal Jacket
Seems it will never be the same

Jackie and Vince
We'll have to hangout somewhere else
The king says your town's a warzone
Jackie and Vince
Please do not blame our savior
He's got our wellbeing in mind

Domestic terrorists in Portland
Training like the Afghan Army
Probably Antifa's working with the Taliban
To overthrow the Proud Mary Cafe

Mayhem envelopes the city of Portland
So sayeth the royal orange man in the White House
So much carnage fills the city condemned to ruin
If only he'd send the National Guard to help

Jackie and Vince
We'll have to hangout somewhere else
The king says your town's a warzone
Jackie and Vince
Please do not blame our savior
He's got our wellbeing in mind