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When the son-in-law (who should remain nameless) Is a clone Of the father-in-law, (whom should also remain nameless), The son-in-law Lies in an incestuous bed, And the father-in-law Gets a vicarious jump On the wing (the west one)
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May 8, 2020
May 8, 2020 at 1:57 PM UTC
****** Is Best On the Wing
As in all Partici-Poems, You're invited to add your own. Based on Fake News and False Hope, There's nothing here to help you cope. Covid-19 is China's Beta version. The real pandemic is yet to come. They now have a one year head start. They've proved they can isolate and destroy Without leaving their country. The Sleeping Giant has opened its eyes. It's the Real Rich people's way of getting Really Richer. It's a deal maker. You're Hired. It's all about Government Opportunity. Remember Get Smart and the CONTROL Organization For whom he worked. If the shoe fits, GPS someone. If we send young healthy Jimmy (who tested positive) In to see all the Grandmas and Grandpas, Think of the resources we'll free up. Manipulate the markets. Tell people Russia and the Saudis are friends. But tell your family first. Hydroxychloroquine Not only will it cure you, but it promotes Natural skin color, whether black, white, brown or orange. This is supported by the WH Medical Dream Team. It's a miracle. Deus ex machina. Will also give you blue eyes and blonde hair. And please use a clean syringe when injecting disinfectant. SIEG HEIL ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
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Apr 9, 2020
Apr 9, 2020 at 10:10 AM UTC
Viral Lies (A Partici-Poem)
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.
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Mar 30, 2020
Mar 30, 2020 at 12:20 PM UTC
The Don: Make Him An Offer...
Nero fiddled, POTUS diddled, The outcome is the same. Handbaskets are in flames. I, said: Others are to blame.
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Mar 14, 2020
Mar 14, 2020 at 10:23 AM UTC
I, *******
Stupid is as stupid does. Tupid is as tupid sounds. Upid is as upid sounds. Pid is as pid sounds. Id is... Donald.
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Feb 26, 2020
Feb 26, 2020 at 9:39 AM UTC
D Is For Donald
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.
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Feb 18, 2020
Feb 18, 2020 at 11:00 AM UTC
How I Do Loathe Thee (Sonnet 45)
Humpty Trumpy promised the wall, Humpty Trumpy's in a free fall: His base reactions To blackened redactions, Gave Trumpy just cause For more infractions.
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Apr 18, 2019
Apr 18, 2019 at 6:13 PM UTC
Humpty Trumpy
They pulled a ***** With Trump's ******** I mean Election.
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Nov 12, 2016
Nov 12, 2016 at 11:22 AM UTC
Trump's ***** (10W)
We need a biopsy To diagnose hypocrisy In American Democracy.
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Jun 20, 2017
Jun 20, 2017 at 8:48 AM UTC
Is There a Doctor in the House(10W)
There's movement afoot. Occupants and sycophants Are scattering From the Rainbow Rooms To the more concrete setting Of the Oral Office, Where the North and South Porticos Admit the transients Behind the secure cement walls Of the Skinners.
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Jan 2, 2019
Jan 2, 2019 at 10:35 AM UTC
The Oral Office
You know Cohen and Ellis, Powel and McEnany, Hutchison, Meadows, And soon, Giuliana; But try not to recall The most infamous POTUS of all: Donald the orange-skinned POTUS Has a Pinocchio nose, And everytime he speaks out, You literally see it grow. All of his well-placed minions, And millions that can't be named, Try to protect the Donald, But only expose their shame. Then one sunny DC Day SC Jack Smith  says: *Donald with your team in flight, Your term in office is finite*. Then how his minions left him, And they shouted silently; *Donald, you long-nosed politico, You're a blip in history*.
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Dec 5, 2018
Dec 5, 2018 at 11:52 AM UTC
Donald the Long-Nosed POTUS
I take umbrage At comparing The POTUS To a lying piece of crap. I've experienced crap, lots of it! Usually brown, with no comb-over. So POTUS **** is an unfair analogy. Now, a moniker like Faeces Face fits, And stinks to the high heavens.
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Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 2:31 PM UTC
Faeces Face
*Words That Rhyme With Trump Lump:     as in ***** grabbing ****    as in ***** grabbing ****     as in his oversized **** Plump:    as in his oversized **** Frump:    as in his long red tie Clump:    as in his vain comb-over Grump:   as in his tweets: SAD SAD SAD Chump:   as in the electorate Slump:    as in his popularity Stump:    as in understanding Unishid Sshtashs Dump:    as in the Mid-terms Mugwump: as in this word speaks for itself.*
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Sep 18, 2018
Sep 18, 2018 at 9:14 AM UTC
A Poet's Primer
Every living body has a digestive system That ends with an ******* The body politic is no exception.
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Sep 18, 2018
Sep 18, 2018 at 8:36 AM UTC
The Body Politic
What's the difference between Bigots and the POTUS? (space provided) ___________________
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Aug 15, 2018
Aug 15, 2018 at 8:48 AM UTC
Rhetorical Enigma Riddle (10W)
Classical Trumpism: Judas makes a strong and powerful betrayal. Neo-Classical-Trumpism: *Adolph is a good friend of mine. He makes a strong                            and powerful argument regarding purity.* Contemporary Trumpism: I love and trust my little buddy, Kim. Modern Trumpism: *Vlad, whom I trust with my marriage, makes a                                    reel strong and powerful argument.* Trumpism:  Sad, Sad, Sad. Witch hunt. There was no collusion. Neo-Trumpism: *Crooked Malia and Sasha are to blame for the                             collusion with Canada, Mexico and South America*.
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Jul 23, 2018
Jul 23, 2018 at 1:18 PM UTC
Through the Ages
Birthed by altruism or selfishness, Motivated by personal gain Or the forfeiting of a nation; It's the betrayal of friends, Country, cause and trust. Cassius, Judas, Benedict Arnold, The traitor has many personas. Traitors are hated by those they prefer. (Tacitus) *I forgive those who ****** and steal, but a traitor, never.* (Zapata) *A nation cannot survive treason from within... He rots the soul of a nation... No wise man ever thought a traitor should be trusted.* (Cicero) Softness to traitors will destroy us all. (Robespierre) An open enemy, however criminal, is no traitor. (Spooner) To have a traitor as an ally is to have an enemy in waiting. (Carey) *It is the just decree of heaven that a traitor never sees his danger till his ruin is at hand.* (Metastasia) There are but two parties now... traitors and patriots. (U.S. Grant) *If I had one bullet and I was faced by both enemy and traitor, I would let the traitor have it.* (Codreanue) There is a special place in hell reserved for traitors. (J. Trudeau) *Every man must be for the U.S. or against it. There can be no neutrals... only patriots or traitors.* (S. Douglas) Et tu, POTUS. (F. Lynch)
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Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 8:16 AM UTC
Traitor
Donald has a comb-over. ****** a funny moustache. Hair Donald? Heil ******
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Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 12:33 PM UTC
Comb-over for Herr Trump
Somehow the gate's been opened To the urban zoo; And the rural petting farm Is something gone askew. The wildebeests and monkeys Are leading lambs and lemmings, They're trumpetting their call, I hear them through the concrete wall.
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Mar 3, 2016
Mar 3, 2016 at 5:18 PM UTC
Trumpeting Their Call
Elections And euchre, Chance and chaos. Elect to make it trump, On a hope and a prayer Your partner tricks, Getting tricks, You're in a game With one Who's guiled On tricks.
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Mar 12, 2016
Mar 12, 2016 at 9:13 AM UTC
Anti-Christ
Of course, Of course we misunderstood That somethings bad Are someone's good. I was standing in the open, Feeling spirits broken, Fearing the unspoken. I should run for cover now. These times are surely falling, My shades are halfway down, The locks are frozen, My hands are cold, There's a fire inside and it's taking hold. Soon the terms were meted, The losers greeted Like old comrades in arms. It started up again; Begins as it began, And I'm standing in the open, I'm mad for cover again.
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Jan 10, 2017
Jan 10, 2017 at 3:58 PM UTC
Running for Cover
Red herrings tend to be trustworthy, But lead us astray. Orange orangutans are trustworthy: If it looks menacing, it is; If it grunts, it's meaningful; If it moves, it's unpredictable. In captivity they're studied As evolutionary wonders, But it's still an orange orangutan, Pounding his chest.
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Feb 1, 2017
Feb 1, 2017 at 7:20 PM UTC
Mr. Orangutan
Draw an asterisk, Then enlarge it, Til it's the size of an ******* Then frame it and name it #45, And Hang it.
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Jul 10, 2018
Jul 10, 2018 at 9:04 AM UTC
#45
I don't ride a Harley. Do you? I have no need for ingots or ketchups. Have you? I'm atheist. Are you a believer? I'm in the body. Are you marginalized? I respect LGBTQ. Are you in and out of your body? I have a NEXUS. Do you have a country? Good thing the air and sunshine have no borders. It's not about me. It's about us.
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Jun 30, 2018
Jun 30, 2018 at 9:05 AM UTC
It's Not About Me
We're mostly gregarious and polite, Like most of you. We too have our diplomatic trips 'n bumps; We never cozied to Dicky; But welcomed ex-pat refugees For safe and sound reasons. After the jimmy-rigging, how many re-pated? And we gagged on the impeachables, all fuzzy and bitter. He called the father *that ******* in Ottawa;* And Pierre wore that moniker like The Order of Canada. When you're not liked by one, you're a dove. You should visit CANDU.wow It has it all. How is Supreme Leader managing? Are his... Are my people... sitting at attention. We could real news a bomb a la Kim Jong, Or flip a stone down at Port Huron. We won't. But we could if we weren't The Great White North, so accommodating, so polite, So Coo loo coo coo coo coo coo cooo! nice... (for now)
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Jun 18, 2018
Jun 18, 2018 at 11:27 AM UTC
We Candu Too