proud boys storm walmart…

in
an act
more
seditious
than
the last
another
american icon
has been
besieged
an
al qaeda-like
anarchist
moronic
mongrel mob
entered
the hallowed aisles
of
bargain basement prices
looting items
consistent
with
the american dream
carrying off
cases
of
budweiser
lays potato chips
and
condoms
politico
lindsey
in
another embarrassing
moment
for
south carolina
noted
that
no democrat complained
when
bin laden
was
killed
why the big fuss
over
this
walmart siege
or
that of
the capital
just
boys
having fun
of course
he needs
their votes
when
they get out
of
prison

 

 

ladies’ meeting

jackie
and
several
of
her
nighttime
hotel lobby
friends
were overheard
discussing
the flood
of
denials
offered
from
the white house
jackie said
honey
i’m telling you
ain’t no way
a voluptuous woman
gonna
voluntarily
be chased
around
a bedroom
by
a fat white man
in
his underwear
even if
he’s
the president
of
these
united states
meeting
adjourned

 

potemkin village…

white house
press
releases
are passed out
from
the stage
noting
that
presidential attorneys
are scavenging
state courts
for
evidence
of
the anti-tooth fairly
a left leaning pixie
known
for stealing
votes
in
the dead of the night
from
locked ballet boxes
though
its existence
has been questioned
by
almost everyone
there are
a few believers
wearing
bright red attire
to
attract
and
trap
this elusive critter
trappers
unfortunately
have been using
monkey traps
bated
with
silver coins
most of the trappers
have been unable
to remove their hand
from the coconut
for
some unspecified reason
meanwhile
back in washington
the
construction
of
the orange knight’s kingdom
continues
using
only
the finest fabrications

 

the gods discount center…

although the names change
they all share common tenets
first deny what’s real
then accept the written word
given by an unseen god
an unseen god that
only has private briefings
with select prophets
who were moved to write his words
in order to save us all
that is all that will
not question what’s been written
and of course provide
for the prophet’s earthly needs
as down payment towards heaven

 

de fly (fly on me head)…

fly in me face
fly on me head
fly in me face
fly on me head
well i hope de fly don’t come out and land on me head tonight
well i went out to de debate
and i’m feelin’ a little spaced
and i sit down at the stage desk and
a fly lands on me head
well de fly come down from de farm
you see he wait just off stage
when he hear that i’m telling a lot of bull
de fly land on me head
fly on me head
fly on me head
well i hope de fly he don’t come out
and land on me head tonight
de fly he like foul things
all the children know that
what i need to know from de lord
is how you get de truth from liars
they say liars never win
and truth will show all sins
but what i am afraid of is
that he got another plan
to hide more things…

Based on De Bat (Fly In Me Face)” a song from Carly Simon’

throwing the bones…

the president’s doctor
comes
from
a long history
of
bone readers
in fact
some of your
ancestors
may have sought
similar
spiritual wisdom
from
the analytical interpretations
of
patterns
of
bones
scattered
on
pieces
of
black cloth
there’s
something
ironic about
the color
of
the cloth
but
that’s another discussion
for now
we’ll
just focus
on
traditional techniques
of
offering
messages
to
the querent
in this case
the
president
and
although
there was no
press coverage
of
the
actual bone reading
that viral
las vegas toss
it
was
apparent
from
the moment
the helicopter arrived
on
the white house lawn
that
the bones
foretold
of
deeply concerning events
in
the president’s future
so
he was
immediately rushed
to
a military hospital
a sort
of
a medical bunker
designed
to
fend off
what
almost
300,000 americans
have died from
but
once again
that’s
another story
so
we’ll return
to
the central topic
of
this verse
bones
cast before swines
a story of melodrama
a masked man
full of steroids
sauntering
onto
the white house lawn
then
rising like a phoenix
into
an election sun
seeking
voters’ sympathy
within
the confines
of
a taxpayer sponsored
hypochondriac haven
but
alas
the bones
were misdiagnosed
necessitating
a hasty return
to
the white house
to
inquire
about
a divination
for
the nation

 

what’s all this fuss about…

there’s nothing to hide
since he’s not paid his taxes
but loves to spend ours

 

dr. pangloss unavailable…

request for light verse
the kind that warms every heart
maybe about joy
children playing with new toys
nothing about their war zone

 

dumb as he looks…

folks are
always
saying
don’t judge a book
by
its cover
but
child
that man’s
moronic
words and deeds
are
clearly reflected
in
his face
those eyes
surely shielded from
a tanning lamp
looks like
that of
some devilish
thief
raccoon
foraging for
the
last bit
of garbage
in
the bin
and that skin
and hair
lord
looks like
some kind
of
new orange disease
that
should be
treated
aspa
god forbid
you think
i’m
telling stories
out of school
i’m
merely
repeating
what’s
heard on the street