Monday, June 18, 2018

№ 358.2: EXTRA! The Finagle Frontier Stardate 0.0.0.0 (a presidential proclamation)



Today, June 18th, let the word go fourth
I hereby decree the U.S. Space Force
whose initial mission will be, or course,
eliminating space-borne threats to our nation
the worst of which. . . no reservation. . .
Trump-hating Jeff Bezos
who rips off the Post Office.
When I order Space Force to blast his Blue Origin,
there'll be nothing left for Baldy Jeff to make porridge in.

This brandy new branch of the military
should concentrate on launching Hillary
into deep space, leaving no trace
of her voting majority electability.

This is, really, the best news yet.
If you love me, sign up,
be a real space cadet.

From now on we reach for the stars
under Space Force commander,
Princess Ivanka of Mars
where we'll deport Spanish-speaking illegal aliens
along with all stuffy Episcopalians.
This is moving quickly
and, as you know, I don't like to brag,
but all by myself I created the new Space Force flag.