There once was somebody’s spouse
Who put on a burgundy blouse.
She said, “Some folks will ask
“Kindly ‘Please wear a mask?'”
But those folks never leave their house…
There once was somebody’s spouse
Who put on a burgundy blouse.
She said, “Some folks will ask
“Kindly ‘Please wear a mask?'”
But those folks never leave their house…
Filed under Poems
For those who aren’t aware,
Jail and prison are not the same.
To help remember which is which
You can play this little game:
If you piss off any cop
You’ll go to a jail cell.
If you’re either poor or black
You’ll go to prison as well.
Filed under Poems
Hey there Trump
And hey there Biden!
Joe will be seekin’
And Don will be hidin’.
Don tuns away
And Joe starts to count…
“One, two, three-hundred-thousand
“Or something… an amount.
“Ready or not,
“Here I come.”
OMG, Don’s not hidden…
He must be dumb.
Filed under Poems
Today, America extends a query
To test the ever-popular theory
And forever end the debate
About whether love is stronger than hate.
We’re given two men with no virtues to note
And told it’s important to go out and vote.
One choice is to vote that you love Barron’s dad,
Or else just to vote that you think “Orange Man Bad.”
As for the white guy who’ll earn half the votes
Who creeps people out and has quotable quotes…
One guy will win, half the nation will cry,
And celebrities still won’t move to Canada… sigh.
Filed under Poems
I didn’t learn much at public school
But I remember the important stuff
Like “Everything in the world is free
“If you can run fast enough.”
Filed under Poems
“Roses are red!”
“No! Violets are blue!”
“That’s a lie!”
“Shut up!” “F*** you!”
Filed under Poems
Trumpty Dumpty built us a wall.
Trumpty Dumpty polled well in the Fall,
But an army of lawyers, Fox News, and white horses
Couldn’t stop CNN and “Anonymous Sources.”
Filed under Poems
The top one-percent of earners
Make $585 K.
The minimum NFL salary
Is $615,000 today.
These 0.95-percenters
Complain about being oppressed
And wonder why their unemployed fans
Are anything less than impressed.
Filed under Poems
Yankee Doodle went to town
Riding on a pony.
He stuck a feather in his cap
And called it macaroni.
Yankee Doodle was confused,
Perhaps ’cause of the ridin’,
And his random speech habit
Got picked up by Joe Biden.
Filed under Poems
Apparently in America
You show black folks you care
By taking a day off of work
And taking sports off the air.
You have moments of silence
Which shows you have the gall
To literally demonstrate support
By doing nothing at all!
Filed under Poems