Scorned in a blue streak she
became
the spy before the House Committee
with good legs &
a tinge of exhausted glamour
the Press resorted to
in the hall, stroking the Party from which she was estranged
the
Red Queen's
dour testimony rebuked by the Times,
libel
& the partyline determined
the unforgivable crime
naming
names
to the
Chamber
& they reframed
from
badgering her
relying on a lover's quarrel
the
stale talk (the press sed
of documents shuffled
between finks & liars
her druthers
after
the Seven Sisters
the John Birchers &
a cold
hearted grudge
the Kremlin done gone
done
her wrong
& love, her drawn face
spare
as a sting
& lethal
the Rosenbergs fretted & got the
chair
the pair of them, yankee
& the plaintive cry
of the NY Times ventured
the impeccable Hiss
between foundations & ornithology
was
scapegoated
& they still cut Liz no slack.
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