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June 24, 2017

Poetry

Uncle Jeff

When I was just a little kid Uncle Jeff talked to me About the things people said As opposed to what I could see. He cautioned me to listen And watch people carefully He promised me an education, Just made for little me. Do they walk their talk When no one is around? Do they

Donnie And Vladimir

Donnie and Vladimir In a dacha by the sea H. U. M. P. I. N. G. They’re humping freedom And democracy. Sooner or later they will Get to you and me. Vlad likes people On their knees the best. And Donnie will do Anything for a Family crest. They both want to become Dictators for

There We Are

I am you and you are me We are them and they are we. We’re all one, if they’d just see We’re joined in our humanity. We are mostly similarity; Human souls in multiplicity. It’s how we’ll succeed eventually. We’re branches of the same tree. We’re only different in our names For the most part,

Don’t Call Trump

Don’t call Trump a chimpanzee. Chimpanzees can’t talk. Don’t call him a pile of poop. A pile of poop can’t walk. Don’t call Trump an Orange That would be indiscreet. You see, different from an orange Trump is in no way sweet. Don’t call Trump a swindler Take his fat ass to court Because when

What Were You Thinking?

You elected a crazy person For most of the offices. You applauded a dictator. And that is just what he is. You cheered for a proven liar. And failed to fact check him. You voted for a misogynist And against all of the women. You elected a bankrupter To handle all of our money. You

They Kill Children For Money

Horrible, soul-less dissemblers Who kill children for money Who starve children to put More money into their banks With secret accounts off-shore And want to make more and more. Too much money to even score Because the books are cooked To let them kill more children For money because they think it’s funny To starve

Tea for the Trumperman

You should brew a batch Of a tea that makes you bright And if it works the rest of us Can get some sleep at night Because whatever tea you drink As you plow your awful road Is making you a truly lethal kind Of hairy, ugly poisonous toad. Tea for the Trumperman For him

We’re Not All As Dumb As We Look

I have watched you cheat and swindle. I’ve listened to your shallow lies. I have seen what passes for integrity In the avarice that shines from your eyes. You don’t seem to be able to talk much Without over-exaggerating the truth. You speak like the infamous cookie-jar kid, But, you don’t have the advantage of

The Battle Dirge of the Republic

You made excuses and ruses And egregious misuses Of all we hold sacred; You misplayed it to the hilt Until you almost killed Almost all of us with lies. So many were unwise And fell for each guise Every smiling mask And gave them what they asked So they could bask in false glory. We

The Rich Always Survive

One quarter Dumplets One quarter aware One quarter lazy fools One quarter don’t care A huge percentage of voters Pay little attention to facts. We know that because we see They ignore the way Trump acts. They have a list of lies they say To excuse their lack of civic pride. That includes that jerk

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