The Last Week Of 2013 ( a poem)

The Last Week Of 2013

A week before the end of the month

there's no more butter,

no more ketchup

no more salt

and no more money.

In a big White House in another world

the President nibbles pieces of gingerbread,

wishing Merry Christmas to all

with a smile on his face.

(C) 2013 by David H. Roche