monkeys on donkeys
while vipers ride pachyderms:
U. S. life right now
(c) 2021 Gregory V Driscoll
monkeys on donkeys
while vipers ride pachyderms:
U. S. life right now
(c) 2021 Gregory V Driscoll
Posted in Poetry
cloud lost like a sheep
in the pleasant azure sky
here, Lord, here am I
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meteors streaking
through the night sky: siblings of
fireflies in August
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Oh, how I sort of miss
the Tangerine Turd
now that he’s sailed
into the sunset….
Yes, I know it’s not right to laugh
at the learning-impaired
and the mentally ill…
Yet, oh! How I miss
the Tangerine Turd
now that he’s sailed
into the sunset…
My soul burns with schadenfreude,
with mocking the Grandiose fallen,
for there’s nothing quite like the so-called rich
being taken down a few pegs…
Oh, how I sort of miss
the Tangerine Turd
now that he’s sailed
into the sunset…
Yet I can’t wait till those bland indictments
come roiling and streaming down
upon his coiffed tangerine pate!
Be sure: After the sentence is rendered,
I won’t miss that Tangerine Duffer one smidgen…
Have a grand time when you’re in Rykers,
Mr. Un-President, Bubba’s sweet pigeon!
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we: a nation of laws
save for our war actions
and those of allies
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the Trumps, grifters all,
devoid of moral compass,
move to the next scam…
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from this realm of comfort –
pillows and sheets and blanket –
dreams billow forth…
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sword on sword clashing,
buckler against buckler bashing…
“Ian! Shut the TV!”
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