Monday, October 10, 2016

 

Low Politics In the Old Neighborhood


-Trump is as full of shit as a Christmas Turkey!

-We don’t care because he’s OUR turkey! And not some...!

-Utter the toxic word. Twill cleanse. WOMAN!

-If that’s what it IS.

-Grab her pussy to find out?

-She's too old. Pass.

-All through for now? Banking all the Hate Fires?

-Not quite. When the Devil can’t come himself,
he sends a woman.

-Not so, this time.

-Well, then, better the one you DON’T know.

-Like your Orange Rambling God, you are one
totally sick bastard.

-We thank you.

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Thursday, September 29, 2016

 

M&F


M
She showed up in a red pantsuit for the debate.
What does that say?

F
It says “We’re here and we’re bold! We’re no longer putting up with your demeaning horseshit!”

M
It says all that?

F
In spades!

M
Oh well, add that to the fact that you never stop
talking anyways.

F
By all means! Add anything you wish.

M
Maybe he can look bolder next time? Borrow one
of Sonny’s old outfits from Sonny and Cher.

F
You win all the trivia contests from here on.

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Wednesday, October 17, 2012

 
Debate

Since both parties
brought a pulse
for this occasion,

exchanges proved lively,
often raucous. That's

politics. Fitfully, grace-
ful thoughts plopped in,

but raw stump points
rendered the very air
retarded. So what?

Back to Lincoln-Douglas,
consecrated by History

and as full of baloney.
Again, politics, boys ‘n
girls. Animals roaming

far savannas terrify
but lack rhetoric.

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Monday, October 08, 2012

 
Pres Debate

The one can't
detect a key to

shape-shifty angles,
and gets down from
the grating process. 

Other zips like Road Runner
without the punctuation, and,
in grave appraisal, proves

as full of shit
as a Christmas Turkey.

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Friday, December 11, 2009

 

The True Religion

Righties coo
over president’s hawk-

kish views
accepting Nobel.

A temporary truce
since he’ll refuse

their proffered sacrament
of perpetual war.

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Thursday, October 16, 2008

 
British Tourists Check In, Cocoa Beach, FL


-Is that debate? For president?

-Yes, clerk says.

-No sound?

-They never have, on the lobby set. “If folks like it, they can go back to room.”

-They’re like to do that anyway, no?

-The black one looks calm. Oooo I’d be a wreck! Bright as a whip they say.

-White one mad.

-In all senses, looks to me.

-I don’t know any equivalent to him at home.

-‘Tis a bit like taking old Uncle on miserable holiday, him making faces
at everyone on the train.

-It’s fun but I best look after me handbag. Two times I almost left it.

-We’ll survive, and America too.

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