The Kingdom Of America

God’s a jackass, if you ask me,
said Henry as he patted her thigh
and then her fur.

I’m not asking you, she said,
tapping him on the head
with her knuckles

and calling him silly.
Yet allowing him to do whatever whenever.
That was her way.

Henry, for his part,
always went away feeling like a king.
Having beheaded Robin Hood,

he said, let the poor
fend for themselves.
Henry was a good Republican.