Dear Frost

Day 831, 20:11 • Published in USA Australia • by Justin McCravok


Oh POTUS Frost, whatever shall I say
You left me laying here in dismay
A tumbling economy,
though not your fault,
leaves me USDless
in a world of drought

I have not fought for 2 days, (UPDATED, oh those Spaniards)
My EXP broken.
I'm just jokin'
Not really.

Oh my dear Frost,
It's not your fault,
but you could have done so much more.
You didn't really change anything.

Jewitt started to invade the UK,
and overall it was very risqué
I have seen zero risk in your office run,
most of your crew was on vacation in the Florida sun

Mr. Frost, why were you so lazy?
Why couldn't we have a cat that was more crazy?
I'm not saying you didn't give it a good shot,
It's just as the #1 national rank, why wasn't there more you brought?

At least you did a little, I'm sure there have been worse.
(This is just a line to cover for the next verse)
Lulzy proposals were made,
as well as a few new partners of trade.

Mr. Frost, you are still a Kitty Fighter in our hearts.
Forever in our inner human parts.
A lion in the battle, but a regular cat in the office.
Next time I vote, I shall be more cautious.

Note: Of course, this is done in mostly fun. I've respected everything you've done, Josh Frost, and I know every ePresident (no matter what/how much he does) takes a lot of time out of his IRL Schedule.