Friday, August 11, 2017

No. CXXIX: The Unhappy Three

McConnell, Ryan and Trump:
this GOP trio have hit a speed bump.
After stealing Neil Gorsuch a seat on THE COURT,
Mitch, Donald says, fell very far short.
Paul, said Donald, instead of a "deal"
managed only to pass a fart of repeal.

And thus the finger pointing begins.
Best for the rest if nobody wins.
It will not be fair, fundamentally.
Paul and Mitch, between them, have twenty.
Donald, all thumbs, poised to retort,
has but ten fingers — and they are short.

Thursday, August 10, 2017

No. CXXVIII: A Statement From The President

I am not on vacation.
I vacated WH for “long-planned” renovation.
I am Donald J. Trump.
I can't live in a dump.
I build border walls!
I do not hit golf balls.
The Korea eruption?
To make America great again
I get Kim to nuke a Demo state, then
claim credit for job creation
clearing radioactive contamination.
Fake news people say, “Can he be for real?”
(Memo to self: “reread” Art Of The Deal.)


Wednesday, August 9, 2017

No. CXXVII: My Favorite Alternative Facts

(with further apologies to Richard Rodgers and Oscar Hammerstein II)

Climate is cooling and Putin's a real pal.
I'm irresistible to any real gal.
There's something about me that always attracts.
These are my favorite alternative facts.

People like tawdry and golden and gaudy.
Melania loves it when I talk naughty.
I'm adored and respected by all "the blacks".
These are some other alternative facts.

My beauty pageants welcomed me backstage.
If you hear different, that is an outrage.
Bob Mueller can't look at my income tax.
These are still more alternative facts.

When the Times writes, I tweet "Relax!"
and I add, “So sad.”
I simply retweet these alternative facts
and then I don't feel so bad.

Tuesday, August 8, 2017

No. CXXVI: My Favorite Lies

(with apologies to Richard Rodgers and Oscar Hammerstein II)

Obama's from Kenya. I am successful.
I have not made the White House a cesspool.
I know of no one who has Russian ties.
These are a few of my favorite lies.

I'm super rich. I'm not suspected.
When I met the Pope, he genuflected.
I'm virile, a genius and very wise.
These are some more of my favorite lies.

I was not bankrupt, did not launder money
for Russian gangsters. Baldwin's not funny.
I am respected by U.S. Allies.
These are still more of my favorite lies.

When my "hair" blows over my eyes,
when I'm missing Vlad,
I simply retweet my favorite lies,
and then I don't feel “so sad”. 

Monday, August 7, 2017

No. CXXV: Imperator

This New Roman Emperor
displaying distemper...
must we be in fear o'
this fiddlestick Nero,
this geezer Caesar,
this pussy squeezer?
How should we figure
this down-market Caligula?
Distasteful, disgraceful,
all ways in-your-face full,
though he's shot his wad,
he believes he's a god!
So sad to see the Republic reversed.
(Peace be upon him, Donald the Cursed.)