#potus
What? No Dogs! NO first dog?
But all POTUSes had at least one of our best friends.
No Champ, or Major, no Commander.
He says he'd, "feel phony" if he had a dog (children and spouses excluded)
Oh. Now I see.
"Man's Best Friend"
His best friend died in prison.
And can't be replaced.
No Dog. What kinda human is he?
In fact, I believe he hates Dogs.
"Shoot him like a dog." He said.
"Throw em out like dogs." He said.
"Treat em like a dog." He said.
"Lies like a dog." He said about his Teddy Boy.
"Cheated like a dog." He said about Kristen Stewart.
"Dumped like a dog." was Bannon.
"Choked like a dog." did Romney.
"Fired like a dog." was Omarosa.
"Died like a dog." did Abu
And in Springfield, they're "eating the dogs."
Hmmm. You see what I mean.
People who don't like dogs, or mistreat dogs,
(Like Kristi, who shot her dog),
Usually don't like PEOPLE.
Kash doesn't have a dog.
Pete doesn't have a dog.
Pam stole a St. Bernard.
And on, and on...
Our canine pals helped us evolve out of the caves...
(Ahhh... now I understand).
Bets Old Yeller is never banned.
Oct 3, 2025
Oct 3, 2025 at 7:43 AM UTC
the recent decisions of SCOTUS
show the mind of the previous POTUS
who’s stuck in the past
and cannot but blast
everyone who belittles his SCROTUS
Jul 7, 2022
Jul 7, 2022 at 1:31 PM UTC
Potus fallin'
Flotus stallin'
Scotus appalin'
Kim's cryin'
Vlad's lyin'
Donnie's dyin'
Joe's soarin'
Dems scorin'
God's in heaven,
All's right with the world
(Almost)
Oct 12, 2020
Oct 12, 2020 at 11:37 AM UTC
Don't ask questions that won't please me
Nothing that's nasty like before
I've no passion to be familiar
And I don't need you anymore
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I will deceive you that we're in trouble
I'll never name the pain and scars
Report it's GREAT TIMES, ignore the bad times
And fake it so that I'm the Star
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Don't go cryin' while I cash in
You LOVE the color of my hair
You'll always get my crass Tweets and trashin'
Born from narcissistic cares
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I can't have clever conversations
I'm found wanting cuz it's hard
I just need someone that I can talk through
I'll fake it just to be the Star
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I need to know that you'll report 'bout me
As always BRILLIANT and TRUE
These lies I make are meant for pleasing me
Repeat them or you are FAKE NEWS!
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I am your POTUS and that's FOREVER
As Putin wished it from the start
He knows I'm WINNING and much better
And so now this is how we aaaaaaarrrrrrre
May 10, 2020
May 10, 2020 at 1:09 PM UTC
We know them best by their first names,
Names ingrained on our brains;
Mouthed by millions being slain,
By the viral ego of the politically inane.
Adolph, Idi, Kim and Pol,
Francisco, Mao and Nicol.
Other names have come and gone,
None rise so high, as Despot Don.
Tens of thousands die prematurely,
The man's bereft of human morality.
Preoccupied with re-election,
He risks a healthy population:
The aged, sick and compromised,
Won't cast a vote when they die.
The word is out throughout New York:
He ain't famly, de foykin joyk.
Mar 30, 2020
Mar 30, 2020 at 12:20 PM UTC
Stupid is as stupid does.
Tupid is as tupid sounds.
Upid is as upid sounds.
Pid is as pid sounds.
Id is...
Donald.
Feb 26, 2020
Feb 26, 2020 at 9:39 AM UTC
How do I loathe thee? There aren't enough ways.
I loathe your birth, your girth; the lack of mirth
My tired spirit can reach under your curse;
For loss of truth on your tenuous stay.
I loathe you for the depth of my lost days'
Most silent tears, for all of what they're worth.
I loathe thee as I love our damaged Earth.
I loathe you for your blathering self-praise.
I loathe deeply with the disdain I held
For my old habits, and my wayward sins.
I loathe you with the intense, hurtful pains
Of lost loves left on our bleak battlefields.
I loathe with a passion I freely choose,
As free choice allows. I loathe with my heart,
My thoughts, my whole being; and when you lose,
I'll loathe thee lovingly as you depart.
Feb 18, 2020
Feb 18, 2020 at 11:00 AM UTC
… and the Sanhedrin cried out loudest,
Free Barabbas.
Ergo,
The Republic got nailed.
Jan 31, 2020
Jan 31, 2020 at 1:41 PM UTC
The baboon savant
Will rear and taunt
From high on his hair-swept hill;
He snatches bananas from the unsuspecting,
His reach has no appeal.
He relishes the sound
Of his own voice,
Screeching into the wind;
He sticks his fingers in his ears,
And when he plops down
His ruby-red ****
His thumb's nestled up his rear.
Aug 27, 2019
Aug 27, 2019 at 9:37 AM UTC
Why did the vet
Disregard the elephant
In the House?
REWSNA: EREHT SAW ON NIARB YTIVITCA.
Mar 4, 2019
Mar 4, 2019 at 9:18 AM UTC
…out of the mouths of Babes...
Everything comes to those who wait.
Even a worm will turn.
If wealth is lost, nothing is lost. If health is lost, something is lost.
If character is lost, all is lost.
If knowledge is power, how did he become POTUS?
Love of money is the root of all kinds of evil.
Tell me who your friends are, and I'll tell you who you are.
Revenge is a dish best served cold.
There is no shame in not knowing; the shame is in not finding out.
A penny for his thoughts is price fixing.
As you make your bed, so must you lie in it. Don't wash your *****
sheets in public.
Empty vessels make the most noise.
Every man has his price.
People who live in glass houses should keep their pants up.
Shrouds have no pockets.
The Devil looks after his own.
To err is human, to forgive... Meh!
What goes up must come down.
You are what you eat (hambuglers?)
Let the punishment fit the crime.
It is better to smarter than you appear, than to appear smarter
than you are.
If you lie down with the dogs, you get up with the fleas.
Money earned by deceit, goes by deceit.
Open confession is good for the soul.
Patience is a virtue.
Behind every great man, there is a woman being paid off.
Ask my companions if I be a thief.
All roads lead to imprisonment.
If a job is worth doing, it's worth doing well.
The big apple is rotten to the Corps (a soldier's lament)
A journey of a lifetime begins with a subpoena.
The chain of command is only as strong as its weakest ****
He who pays the ****** rents the room.
It takes a hundred lies to cover one lie.
It's hard to juggle sand.
**** the chicken to scare the monkey.
Like father, like son.
No man can serve two masters.
One may as well be hanged for sheep as well as lamb.
Nothing is certain but death and Tax Returns.
No rest for the wicked.
Russians make strange bedfellows.
Give a man enough tie and he'll hang himself.
Fences make bad politics.
Little things please little minds.
Fish always stink from the head downwards.
From the sublime to the ridiculous is only two questions:
What did you know? When did you know it?
The truth will out.
The longest day must have an end.
Pride comes before the fall (so do a lot of other deadly sins)
Put your money where my mouth is (S.D.)
Red tie at night. Donny's delight.
Red tie at morning. Stormy gives warning.
Seek and ye shall find.
Speak as you find.
Out of sight. Out of mind.
Feb 8, 2019
Feb 8, 2019 at 11:30 AM UTC
Stuporstar, he’s a Stuporstar
He counts on how dumb you are;
He says a lot of stupid things
He wears them like diamond rings.
He doesn’t really give a stinking fig
He’ll rob and gut you like a pig.
He just assumes his fans are dim
He is sure it is all about him.
He believes he is so very smart
He drives his fancy golf cart
And decorates his home with gold
Being wealthy just never gets old.
He thinks we’re all fascinated
With the legend he’s created
That he was saved by the sea
By a queen when he was a baby.
He doesn’t really give a stinking fig
He’ll rob and gut you like a pig.
He just assumes his fans are dim
He is sure it is all about him.
He’s sure he can shoot you down
And his ratings won’t go down;
That he says the best you ever heard
Because he has the very best words.
He’s smarter than all the generals.
First in his class, we all know his name
Thinks the world is his computer game.
Thinks all his dupes loves all he’ll do.
The truth is, he don’t care about you.
Stuporstar, he’s a Stuporstar
He counts on how dumb you are;
He says a lot of stupid things,
He wears them like diamond rings.
He doesn’t really give a stinking fig
He will rob and gut you like a pig.
Apr 13, 2018
Apr 13, 2018 at 3:12 PM UTC
Platitudinous, pusillanimous,
Pulchritudinous, posterior
Poseur, postulating pus bag
Posing as plenipotentatious
President POTUS, posturesome
Proudly putting paws on *******
Publicly preposterous woosie
Pretending propriety: a putz.
Eternal egregious eccentricity,
Endless empathy-less publicity,
Effectively inbalming ethnicity
Eviscerates any essential nobility
Excluding even existential energies
Of expectations of excellence
Instead enacting evolution-free
Economical inimical extortion.
Hourly horror holler hate,
Both houses holding hotheads
And hundreds of houris
Honoring honor-free hopes
Hesitation-free horrible haste
Hosing hope and helpmeets
Who have inherited helplessness
From heartless halfwit hoydens.
Boisterous ***** and boors
Beat beauty and belief badly
But beg and bawl for bounty
Bathing in bastardy and blood
But beyond bowing to betters
Banquets and bowers of berks
Badly bent beyond blessing,
They’re best boxed for burying.
Nov 12, 2017
Nov 12, 2017 at 6:00 PM UTC
I am the carnage
dripping with emoluments
reeking of duplicity
occupier of cities
torturer of insurgents
ruler by decree of tweets
A grand vision of myself
is forever fixed
in my mind’s eye
I am the zeitgeist
my murmuration
reverberates
through every
media channel
dazzling the
dizzy digerati
diligently tweeting
my precious
prescient
predilections
I descended from
my gilded 5th Ave tower
conveyed by a downward escalator
to save the common mass
from devastation and destruction
sweeping across
magnificent porticos
making grand entrances
through marine guarded gates
the glint of a rising sun
highlights the halo
of my golden coiff
and the fortitude of
my deep red power tie
I survey the global landscape
that fellow elites and I
have assiduously crafted
to loot unfathomable wealth
to indulge our idiosyncratic whims
The perpetual war
Toppled soverns
The viral terrors
The blighted cities
Ineffectual schools
Strangling bureaucracies
Egregious taxation
Omnipotent corporations
Offshored industries
Meager wages
Balooning wealth gap
Industrial stasis
Imminent domaine
Deteriorating health
Withering private life
Fractured families
Ubiquitous addictions
Disempowerment
Disenfranchisement
Stultifying work
Environmental degradation
Consuming violence
Government spying
Police State repression
All was created by me
For the benefit of me
I alone can fix the carnage
I and like minded confederates
so cleverly created for our sole benefit
I understand the peril of
The Forgotten Man
He is under siege
Hiding in the bowels
Of violent cities
He is foreclosed in
Shuttering suburbia
He is lost in the changing
Ethnicity of our homeland
He's been abandoned
By the perpetually elected
Politicians beholden to the
Monied interests
He is set adrift
To wander among
the tombstones
Of a dying America
We are under siege
By Illegals stealing jobs
Victimized by their crime sprees
They live off the public dole
They undermine America
aided and abetted by the liberals
Who like the terrorists
Are waiting to pounce
with blood dripping fangs
to further their
UnAmerican agenda
I am the corruptor
I bought the politicians
Skidded the regulations
evaded taxes
cut corners
pushed every
envelop to
advance the
cause of me
-the devoted profiteer-
the dissolution
of Atlantic City
is the hallmark
of my handiwork
I gorged myself
at the public troughs
Reaping tax abatements
my skilled hand
always extracting
concessions and coinage
from the public purse
a clever businessman indeed
I am the art of the deal
the bankrupter of businesses
prince of crooked commerce
Defaulter on debts
Whelsher on payments
to workers for service due
I am the darling of the
double dealing derring-do
I am drawn to the beautiful
I am enamoured with me
My favorite pastime,
Watching Celebrity
Apprentice reruns
-the highest rated show
of all time… (a curious alt fact)-
more people attended and
watched my inaugural address
then any other president
throughout history….
PERIOD!
I have a proud collection
of trophy wives ….
the purpose of my family
is to affirm and flatter me
I agree with Howard Stern
that Ivanka is a piece of ***
I wish I could date her
As I walk the fantastic
performance stages of my life
I am radically entitled
to gleefully grab *****
insult disgusting subordinates
castigate uppity females
like Rosie and Megyn
while remaining
a titillated ******
visiting teenage
beauty pageant
dressing rooms
I am a committed
serial adulterer
that staunchly upholds
the sanctity of family values
I made my fortune
Extracting rent
trafficking in vice...
gambling and circuses
For the masses
These are my specialties
and I ***** my name
to all licensees
willing to pay me
to brand any
faux luxerient
I alone can fix the carnage
I and like minded confederates
so cleverly created
for our personal benefit
Tax me with requests
for insights to whom
I am and with whom
I do business
I will offer nothing but
the impenetrable
opaqueness
Look into the mirror
Every base impulse
Every fear, prejudice
Resent you discover
You will find me
I am settled into
every ****** crag
Every worry line
searing your brow
Skillfully plained by me
I am a paradox
wrapped in the
enigma of self
aggrandizing deals
I am the
daring deconstructor
of public schools
Rent seeking
holy privatization
will enrich fellow elites
together we shall
gleefully grease the slide
of the dumb down ride
abhorring facts
ideology, opinions
and optics rule
I cultivate a
suspicion of science
Preferring the superiority
of suspicion in service to
A bloated gut feel
as the ultimate arbiter of
The course to pursue
I pledge allegiance
to the ruthless exploitation
Of Mother Earth
Like a juggernaut
I will roll over the
Standing Rock Protectors
And any opposition
to the extraction
And distribution
of fossil fuels
I'll Frack
the republic to pieces
Direct my armies
To conquest oil rich nations
to quench my insatiable thirst
For the fuel of all capitalist tools
health care is not
a universal right
I care only for
The health of my own
and the welfare of
the privileged few
I promise to *******
Many with my Trumpcare
I am the defiler
of sanctuary cities
Disruption is my pleasure
the route of humanity
Tramping through
this burning world
Is welcomed to my hell
I distrust unity
I slice through cohesion
At ribbon cutting ceremonies
I drain The Swamp
And fill it with quicksand
I Enable anger
It's a sign of manliness
I collaborate with
a rising Confederacy
The Altright promises
To undermine the Union
With assault and battery…
My pout crowns
a cunning heart
My scowl is
the router of joy
Purple bunting
Perpetually hangs
On my heart
The blue line
Is not blue enough
the lawless half
Must be cowed
Into submission
I vow to scrub
The institutional memory
Of the Federal system
and all democratic tradition
I exalt the fantasies
Of the forgotten man
I will fill his long memory
With fables of his foibles
And litanies of my
next great conquest
My Scepter of deception
Anoint the fictions of me
Attesting to my greatness
My craft is vanity
Putin is my model
I empathize with
How he deals with
dishonest journalists
I am empowered by the
Apartheid of Zion
I too am a builder of walls
Celebrant of separatism
Suspicious of the other
I burn the bridges
Severing all connections to them
Duplicity is our new national religion
My thumbs are bloodied by furtive tweets
My mind is pinched by anguish
The weight of myself
Strides across our
denigrated landscape
like Goya's Colossus
I am the carnage
Music; Led Zeppelin
When the Levee Breaks
Lavallette
1/29/17
jbm
Feb 9, 2017
Feb 9, 2017 at 1:19 PM UTC
I came here first, so stay back
The words of a tyrant
I can't let you sleep on my pillow
I don't care you made it
This land is mine, I don't share
I don't help no Muslims nor no Mexicans
How could you say we're the same race?
I'm white and you is black
I've set my streams to greatness
They'll flow with blood, I know
Even though,
My strength will shake the world
I'll wreck the ships they sailed
And anchor mine safely, with no fear
Jan 31, 2017
Jan 31, 2017 at 2:13 PM UTC
White
House gates
though strong cannot
hold back three million
people.
Jan 25, 2017
Jan 25, 2017 at 10:51 AM UTC
You idiots!
You unconscionable poltroons!
Your minds have the intelligence
Of helium filled balloons!
You had a chance to save us
But when it came down to the wire
You chose to let a circus clown
Win the race and play with fire.
Who could know you have learned
Nothing at all from before
When you elected those two morons
Run the show while you snored?
Who could guess that people who
Claim to be so Christian and good,
Would act like from the ears up
They were made entirely of wood?
You imbeciles!
Do you not see what you have done?
You chose a man who seems to think
Lying and embezzling are great fun.
You did not choose the candidate
With experience and knowledge;
You chose the guy who swindled those
Who signed up for his bogus college!
Millions of us with wisdom predicted
This man who praises Vladimir Putin
Would want to start World War Three
Because he is so fond of shooting!
He thinks, without a bit of experience,
He can simply put on another act
And all the rest of the world will
See his mad delusions as facts.
You chowderheads!
You have sold your country out!
Later when it all falls apart
You'll blame someone else and pout.
Now you cheer and chant USA,
And pretend you are so ****** brave
The rest of us fear for the world
And hope there is something to save.
Dec 4, 2016
Dec 4, 2016 at 12:18 AM UTC
Once I loved my country
Was filled up with pride
That was before my country
Suddenly fell over and died.
It didn’t die spontaneously,
My country was assassinated.
Murdered by people who
Lied, cheated and hated.
The accomplices were folks
Who stayed home and blamed
And insisted that both parties
Were essentially the same.
Those people refused to verify
What was fact from propaganda.
Now half the citizens are facing
A destructive national agenda.
There were thousands of jokes
About the unqualified guy who won.
Some were funny, made us laugh,
But what happened was not fun.
The person who was trained lost.
Now we have a bigot and a racist
Who is eyeing the Constution
And badly wants to replace it.
The people on both sides now
Have no idea what is coming.
They thought they elected a good guy
But he’s a rich kid who was slumming.
They thought he would help to bring
A national hoped-for change.
They will be shocked to death
To discover that man is so strange.
For him it’s about the ass-kissers
He keeps as his personal posse.
Be prepared, this next four years
Will be anything but glossy.
We will witness blood and death
And a crash of our economy
Because Trump and his cohorts
Believe in nothing but autonomy.
Nov 12, 2016
Nov 12, 2016 at 4:50 AM UTC
Dear America,
what have you become,
so busy worried about where you’re going,
that you’ve forgotten where you’re from,
I am your begotten son,
and I love you,
I love you,
more than these wonderful words can say,
I love you but I don’t know what to do,
because I fear that you’ve gone astray,
like an abusive drunken Trump father,
or a used up distracted Hilary mother,
you seem so drunkenly enraged by greed,
engaged in a lustful want that you falsely believe is a need,
“Oh say can you see,
by the dawn’s early light”,
we bomb people we’ve never even seen before,
something must be wrong because nothing feels right,
why,
why am I scared of you,
maybe it’s your violent tendencies,
maybe it’s your egotistical ways,
maybe it’s how you’ve created all these enemies,
and now these enemies won’t just leave us alone and go away,
“Oh say,
can you see,
by the dawn’s early light”,
you are my parents and I look up to you,
I love to see the Statue of Liberty’s guiding light,
but honestly,
at this point I don’t know what to do,
I am your son,
and even after all you’ve put me through I still love you,
but I am absolutely terrified at what you’ve become,
what we’ve all become,
and even when I run far away to try and escape,
I realize we are family so no matter how far I run,
I am still an American,
because I am America’s Son,
come,
back home,
back to the times of apple pies peace and butterflies,
before,
the drones,
and satellites appeared ominously like shooting stars in the summer skies,
come,
inside,
let’s talk about life over home cooked pumpkin pie,
I’ve got some questions and I don’t mean to pry,
but why have we had to capitalize off destruction,
why do we still have war what is it’s real function,
why destroy when we can construct a constant connection,
a solid foundation with good intentions and clear instructions,
so we can finally heal and move forward as a family that properly functions!
Be a good husband,
be a good wife,
be a good person,
lead a good life,
look,
it’s not that complicated,
see all us children would forgive all your murderous mistakes,
if only you’d just take the first step and admit that you made them,
he served two tours in Iraq gave his all and lost his life for this country,
and all he got in return was that Arlington grave you gave him,
God please save him,
he was a good kid,
even though he killed,
he did it because his Uncle Sam told him to,
please don’t place him beneath us in Hell,
Uncle Sam didn’t know any better either,
and it seems his parents had raised him quite well,
but Uncle Sam’s not his brother’s keeper,
I am and I know my brothers well,
and when any of us lose any of our lives,
we only pray we leave with a story to tell,
because maybe we believe,
that when we leave this life we lead,
at least we leave the world a little bit better,
from sea to shining sea,
at least,
a little,
bit,
better.
Whatever,
what more do you want me to say,
I love you I am your son,
but I’m scared and that scared feeling won’t just go away,
“Oh say,
can you see,
by the dawn’s early light”,
I write by the light of the bright stars,
and through these words I’ve earned my stripes,
and since we’re on the subject when did the public,
go from stars and stripes to bars and fights?
Honestly America,
as much as I distrust and despise you I still put no one above you,
even though I’m ashamed of you for invading our privacy like an invasive enema,
I don’t even trust you anymore and the only One i used to trust was you,
you’re like a blemish on otherwise perfect skin like irritating eczema,
I am embarrassed,
of the ways in which you’ve behaved and all you’ve put us through,
but I am still your begotten son,
and after all you’ve put me through I still love you…
“Oh say can you see,
by the dawn’s early light”…
∆ Aaron La Lux ∆
Check out my new book now: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01N3QR3E4
Nov 10, 2016
Nov 10, 2016 at 11:19 AM UTC