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I fell hard for the head of that Isaac (note the gravity of my event). Over Tombstone I soared, on the winds of the Lord Until Holliday’s bullets were spent. Floating iceberg, I challenged Titanic Single raindrop, got lost in the storm; Genghis Khan’s mongol horse had ideas, of course Stalin’s mommy kept baby Joe warm . . . Perspectives from lesser-known players May improve the morale of the team; But a view from the edge of the forty-fifth ledge Will compel true progressives to scream! Have you noticed the wave on that wizard, Washingtonian mage of the West? You may dislike his ways, but it’s only a phase; Now admit it; his hair is the BEST. He’s the Cheeto in charge of your nation Chief constructor of all that is Great. Though you’re peeved at your loss, Mr. Drumpf is the boss And there’s no more excuse for your hate. I’m the roof on Melania’s husband Call me carrot-top, call me toupée . . . You can whine all you want, but I’m here to be blunt: I’m the night after Democrat day. I’m the hair on your wonderful leader Driving liberals mad—and beyond. The Deplorable’s turn: feel the heat, feel the burn; Oh hilarious orange!  (No . . . blonde.)
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Apr 18, 2019
Apr 18, 2019 at 6:27 PM UTC
The View from Hair
racist man with orange skin as if tanning beds are not just an excuse for us to pretend like we've got more melanin
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Jan 27, 2018
Jan 27, 2018 at 9:50 PM UTC
melanin line
The Talking **** is babbling He’s not quite capable of reason. He’s busy patting his own back Every day, every month and season. The Talking **** is assuming As usual that we can’t think. But we know for a certainty That a talking **** still stinks. The Talking **** is promising All the miracles he will perform. He’ll take credit from others After all, that’s his norm. He’ll put down the good efforts Of those who came before Who actually did the good work While he worked on his golf score. The Talking **** is not required To make very much good sense. He has his Nazis beside him And a crowd of the politically dense. He says what he knows pleases Those who are not quite bright. He chants the hateful dogma Adopted by fools on The Right.
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Aug 23, 2017
Aug 23, 2017 at 3:28 PM UTC
THE TALKING ****
Nasty. Things have started to get nasty, people have stopped pretending that they are not evil the fabric of fake nicety has been scorched down and we fight in the face of a wrinkled green gremlin whose name is many whose language is disgust whose heart is sealed shut whose pride is gleaming **** Disgusting. How did we get here? we huddled, tired, hungry & poor standing at her pale jade door being told we’re a liability pushed out of homes we own and families we’ve raised to the streets, making noise fighting though we’re so tired It’s how they want us— tired from years of fighting, too tired to keep on. But we’ll never stop. Though their name is many, ours is more. The teeming multitudes arise to take his place. We protest. We resist. Nasty. The gloves are off, and we persist.
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Jan 31, 2017
Jan 31, 2017 at 5:04 PM UTC
"WRONG"