"autocrat" poems
Three-legged spider on a ***** tile
Eyeball rolls, clean in hand
Massive metal door opens, up top a hill
Graveyard of ever-ringing cells.
What's real creepy to you?
Enclose the city, lock us out ..for good
Condemned as doomed, living dead
Big guns survive in metallic domes
See the crass ******** shoot us down!
Wanna talk about what's creepy, huh?
Plunderers now lay down new laws
Can't fight the sick, red sway
Random acts of violence bay
Armoured eyes see all from lofty towers.
Creepy autocrats hide the truth, right?
No soaring when blood runs rivers
Tripping over rotting corpses
Decaying stench of hope dying
Help will come, we must believe!
Do you believe lies to your face?
Infrastructure's down, no services
Power's out, no more flushing
Car carcasses aflame on every corner, yet
How come big brother's eyes still move?
Are the gullible ones really stupid and feeble?
Sun shines, but nothing grows
Rain seeps red away into sewers
Crops of twisted metal, hoards of guns
Skeletal trees adorn our landscape.
Why hold askance your glance skyward?
The gates will open to let us in
Surely, they witness our hardship!
There must exist a life beyond this strife
Uproar, bombard, gas, artillery....then no more....
Can you ever cease to have temerity?
In face of adversity, calamity and injustice
We should NEVER cease to be exasperated!
Hope must prevail; faith must live;
Thoughts expressed; love and respect must survive.
Can you afford your spirit just to let go....?
Think about it. Creepy autocrats eternally rank ...
Chronically..........Insidious
Repressively........Deleterious
Egotistically.........Inadequate
Eruptively............Odious
Pretentiously.......Tedious
Yucky...................Scum!
S T, 31 May 2013
May 31, 2013
May 31, 2013 at 10:30 AM UTC
*Italic drumroll...
imperial cavalcade with Roman horns, eagle standards raised*;
♪ ♫♪♫ ♪♪♫♫♪♪♫♫♪♪♫♫♪
ALL HAIL !
Ye screen-fed sacrificial citizens, seething simpletons and volatile voters:
attend now, with republican fervor, tempered by democratic zeal, to the golden-tongued orator of our epoch, gallant guardian of American greatness, avatar of avarice, the Jeffersonian gentleman, anointed autocrat and Sultan of Swell, windswept Wazir of Wonderful, emissary of towering eminence in empire, The Anti H-Rod: Donald J. TRUMP !
(Plebeians look up from their circus-bread for a second—)
And may Our Sovereign Savior & Almighty God also bless his worthy opponent and adversary *HILLARY ("H-Rod")*
(Patricians murmur, nod; a few salute)
Oct 19, 2016
Oct 19, 2016 at 5:22 PM UTC
Feathered Fiends
by Michael R. Burch
Fascists of a feather
flock together.
Alternate:
Conformists of a feather
flock together.
I came up with the "Fascists of a Feather" epigram after Donald Trump repeatedly praised authoritarian "strong men" like Vladimir Putin, Kim Jong Un, Rodrigo Duterte, Xi Jinping and Recep Tayyip Erdoğan. Heroic Americans fought a war against fascism and many of them paid the ultimate price, so why is Trump giving comfort to the enemy of democracy?
The alternate version of this couplet was written first and won a National Couplet Contest sponsored by the Society of Classical Poets. The couplet has now been published in one form or another on the websites of major newspapers and news services like TheHill.com, Haaretz.com (Israel), Crikey.com (Australia), Cleveland.com (as the headline of a letter to the editor), Reddit Political Humor, and Humane Conservatives Unite Blog. Sometimes the epigram is quoted in reader comments, sometimes by the writers of letters to the editor, and sometimes within articles.
Keywords/Tags: fascists, flock, together, fascism, conformists, nazis, blackshirts, brownshirts, dictator, tyrant, autocrat, despot, totalitarian, cultist, militarist
Mar 25, 2020
Mar 25, 2020 at 12:48 AM UTC
(An experiment, this poem can be sung to the tune of "America" from "West Side Story.")
(Fans)
Donald Trump, oh,
You fearless leader.
Of praise you are so deserving.
Never liking what critics say…
And always hoping they'll go away.
(Critics)
Donald Trump, oh,
You nasty leader--
One who’s so blind and self-serving.
Only caring about the rich.
Your biggest concerns: your sales pitch,
And the people who snitch,
And the money you earn,
And the people you burn….
When will they ever learn
How you're destroying this nation?
And still you expect admiration!
(Fans)
We all agree we like Donald Trump.
We want to be more like Donald Trump.
Our cup of tea: it is Donald Trump.
(Critics)
Lying is key when you're Donald Trump.
(Fans)
We want to visit his tower.
(Critics)
Watch him accumulate power!
(Fans)
We think he rules us with finesse.
(Critics)
Though he's an autocrat, too. Yes?
(Fans)
Drilling off shore: that's with Donald Trump.
He'll never bore you--not Donald Trump.
Job growth will soar with our Donald Trump.
(Critics)
Tariffs galore with your Donald Trump!
(Fans)
We're going to vote for him next year!
(Critics)
It's hard to believe you are sincere.
(Fans)
The man is great; don't forget it.
(Critics)
Sorry, you're going to regret it.
Immigrants fear Mr. Donald Trump.
They won't go near Mr. Donald Trump.
One thing is clear about Donald Trump:
A racketeer he is--Donald Trump!
(Fans)
He says we all should do all right.
(Critics)
If you are rich and if you’re white!
(Fans)
Four more years will be a blessing.
(Critics)
Four more years would be distressing!
(Fans)
Well, don't you know that with Donald Trump
Stocks will all grow, yes, with Donald Trump?
You'll make more dough, yes, with Donald Trump.
(Critics)
With quid pro quo, yes, with Donald Trump.
(Fans)
If he wins, we're gonna be glad.
(Critics)
If he wins, we’re gonna be sad.
(Fans)
Certainly, no one can beat him.
(Critics)
Anyone, you must defeat him!
(All)
La la la la la la la…la…la…
La la la la la la la…la…la…
La la la la la la la…la…la…
La la la la la la la…¡Olé!
-by Bob B (6-19-19)
Jun 20, 2019
Jun 20, 2019 at 9:31 AM UTC
. She's a top-hat autocrat, inamber wavesof grain,singing whiskey lullabies-As young girls comes of ageanother flower dies.3 a.m. pencilsprickfamous strangers;the waitress in theblack stockingsstill believesshe's lost some timebomb ticking somewhere.A starving dog,unblinking-barked at my shoes..
Feb 14, 2010
Feb 14, 2010 at 11:08 PM UTC
*i wait all weak for the newspaper sections i read to arrive,
the magazines of sat. and sun.,
the style section, the culture section, and the news review,
things that matter to be honest.*
i wonder why people want brave ethnicity,
they want the long ships the arabs do
listening to viking metal,
the vikings want peace and quite,
but with global capitalism
and the defunct national socialism:
if only the jews weren't involved
the single pathology, all those able and nimble,
we get no ethnic bravery,
we only get citizens and astronauts,
the only exploration geography is empty and vast
space, and since we're using fossil fuels
we're exploring and destroying at the same time,
like the olden days: plunder and pillage mechanics,
but we're waiting for the other exploration
dynamic, where almost everyone is involved:
turn an autocrat to be paired with a tsunami
or an earthquake and you get panic,
pair the tsunami / earthquake with democracy
and you still get panic...
pair it to a theocracy and you get theories
like evolutionary history with the time scale all
too wobbly extending too far, people
think of gooey eggs easy in 5min,,
but monkey to man in 5 minutes - where's
the adaptability issue concerning?
the darwinian per se dislodges man's
adaptability concerns - historically it was going
to be either Stonehenge or the Giza pyramids,
darwinism dislodged man's adaptability
to future concerns by favouring debate of past truth
and whether mathematically speaking:
the geometric beginning of x, y, z, was
a will to live from the standpoint of (0, 0, 0),
denial of denial creates a propeller, kantian
given 0 = negation.
instead of being as darwin stressed evolutionary beings,
we've become historical beings,
with 24h news reels, with celebrity culture,
trying to piñata nazis... japan conquering with karaeoke
singing... loss of story telling...
with intellectuals trying to pinpoint and in an arena
of plagiarism agree a historical date
where dialectics is impossible... because something
is cited, circa, and the circa defines one person being
wrong and the other person being right...
evolutionary analysis made us so overcome by our history
we're trying to live a single day out,
but in 24h news reels no important historical event will take
place... i call it historical insomnia...
as a scot might say: eh maytee,
das est shovel of ***** (linguistic allegory: shy kite)!
Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 7:22 PM UTC
My autocrat of a
cat
sat on the pedestal
and watched me type.
His eyes, slits, like
slivers of emeralds.
He took a paw,
licked it, and
washed his despot face.
He owned me.
I did whatever he
wanted.
He sauntered off,
then turned and
watched , as I
took liberty with
truth, for the
sake of
imagination and creation.
I dreamed last
night that he could
talk.
He just said two words.
"Beautiful lies."
Feb 13, 2023
Feb 13, 2023 at 6:50 AM UTC
*When I think about forever, only your
humble face shows up for my heart claims it can endure your smile
forever... that simple stretch that's
in between the make of closed bright
petals and a completely stretched
blossom but again I'd appreciate even an hour with you, because a single
moment with you is worth a lifetime
without you albeit the moment wouldn't be enough... but what's
enough about loving you? I can never
get enough of you...even forever
would never be enough...I'd crave
more and more of you the more I'd
take... I'd feel more thirty the more I
drink...
I only wish for an eternity
because it's the inadequate anyone
with such passion would prefer...One
that can give
me room to explore all
corners
of the volatile untapped
passion that's almost fermenting to
solid.
I love you, I do... I don't need a
lifetime
to prove it, we just deserve a
lifetime
with each other like any other
two normal lovers do albeit we don't lie within that limitation... I would ask God for infinity but then would my romantic waves still hold their strength in a
million years? Would I still love you
this much?
It doesn't matter, I don't
have infinity in my sample space,
forever's unlikely too...I'll thus make
the best of every now to cherish you, to appreciate you, to keep you cool in the
air of romance and to protect you like
the protection a tortoise gets from her shell...
and do the much I can to lend some heaven to the earthly hell
Just run to my arms for they will always be open,
this is home for you at all times and
the doors
of home are never closed to
family...
that's what you are, the leaf
that's been missing on my family tree,
the much welcome member of the
canopy. I love you more than a king
loves his throne, I even love you more
than an autocrat loves commanding. I
love you
for the lack of a better phrase
to mean I do.
I love you.*
May 14, 2016
May 14, 2016 at 12:34 AM UTC
On my shoulder a heap of garment
In two hands two birded cage
In my mind time management
That I love to do with craze!
List of my works to do
Keep growing in a hellish way
Clipping nails polishing shoe
Time is too short for one day!
When to do them you may ask
If all loose ends I’ve to tie
So I take up multitask
There’s not even time to die!
At 8.30 her medicine
9 I must run the pump
I must keep my cheek trim clean
Traitor time not run but jump!
With one hand I push toothbrush
With one eye I keep check on milk
Alertness aids in the morning rush
Time’s too alert for you to bilk!
Stairs to climb windows to open
Pluck some flowers from back garden
Time autocrat hears no bargain
Slow down a bit get a big burden!
I’ve to make time to blow her a kiss
Will be away whole day she’ll miss
While I peck I hold a biscuit
For the dog at the door badly needs it!
I don’t ever think time kind to me
Give me respite a little time free
But chase it hard without relent
A multitasker bent on time management!
*In this thankless pursuit I can’t tell thee
If I manage time or time manages me
But one thing sure I make time on bed
For not just love but what cooks in head!*
Oct 3, 2013
Oct 3, 2013 at 8:02 AM UTC
An imperial flat
round circle autocrat
where dipper yesterday
only quash their goad
though doldrums there dock a yacht
for deeper waters afloat
let me take her far away
to the mellifluous island strand
with coral sand and coconut butter
as sea whips up in royal flush
to whisk her eventually from horse latitudes
while temperate hold sway but
the moon air breeze with lavender
and stella star light again.
Feb 22, 2017
Feb 22, 2017 at 12:14 PM UTC
The clues have been…let's say,
Preponderant. We've seen
That Trump's reputation
Is far from squeaky clean.
Now he sounds indignant:
"How dare they imply
That I worked with Russia!
Do THEY think I'm a spy?"
Is there evidence
That Trump and certain staff,
Knowingly or not,
Worked on Russia's behalf?
Knowing or not knowing…
Yes, even the latter
Definitely is
A counterintelligence matter.
The FBI will discover
Whether suspicions are true
While Trump sends out a tweetstorm.
Of course, what else is new?
Is he an asset to Russia
At our country's expense?
The accusation really
Makes a lot of sense.
His words and actions are
Often injudicious,
Which makes him sound so utterly
And blatantly suspicious.
Mueller certainly knows
A lot more than we think.
He will put together
The pieces, link by link.
Team Trump will spread
Deep state myths to steer
Us off the path to truth.
They smear whom they can smear.
They will try to hide
The truth without a doubt.
Cooperation with Russia
Is what it’s all about.
Misstating the law,
Giuliani tries
To give Trump his support
By backing the president’s lies.
Trump’s words leave us
With so much to bemoan.
Who knows WHAT goes on
When Putin and he are alone?
He's been parroting Putin's
Talking points. How's that?
Is he a spokesman for
The Russian autocrat?
Undeniably, Trump
Finds himself in a spot,
Which amounts to a case
Of possible kompromat.
Never have we had
A situation so…hairy.
Never have we had
A president so scary.
-by Bob B (1-13-19)
Jan 13, 2019
Jan 13, 2019 at 9:13 AM UTC
None other than him
matters here at the noon.
The sun is an out and out autocrat
the sky, he singularly rules,without
any apology to anyone.
He has banished all the clouds;
not even the faint trace of
fluffy, milky white strands
seemingly unstoppable
till the far horizon.
This is when his hidden
intention to scorch all at sight
is at it's atrocious peak,
which would lead to his decline.
Under the low hanging sky
the earth parched dry,
is a cry for mercy.Sun now is
a roaring water fall of heat
waves lash one after the other.
The village of thatched mud huts
stand dazed, like it's women
in this ascending symphony of pain
not feeling any difference of tune,
this is what it always been.
It's a living miracle, it still exists
fighting the vagaries of winds and the sun
not willing to collapse as dunes of dust,
which would have been a better solution.
The little girls from a school
the only secret this village keeps,
in midday break pour out
like ants from hidden anthills,
scurrying to all directions, trying
to cheat the wind spitting fire.
A frail old woman, her skin
sun scorched,dark,
deeply furrowed and folded
a true face of resistance
life capable of in the face of
the attack of armies of obliteration,
sweating all over, sits under a tamarind tree
all twigs and only few patches of weak green,
cobbling for a living, as if it is her day last here.
Mar 19, 2017
Mar 19, 2017 at 10:40 AM UTC
.how many coordinates does it take to draw a straight line? last time i heard: two... so why even bother with two spells of being a politician in office... why not extend the tenure to 8 years to begin with and scrap the 2nd cycle of elections? the "people's will" wouldn't require a 2nd election cycle to elect a politician... given that a politician can be given a 2nd "referendum", but the people, with their iron will, are not entitled to collectively express the plethora of doubt? good! and upon with each and with each upon every other: their own version of an autocrat.
so...
why would you have
a mid-term vote
in America?!
what's the point?!
why have a mid-term
vote?!
people are either too tired
to give a ****
or too engrossed
to mind: either...
i don't need some pompous
diacritical
exfoliation from the south
of England,
to mind whether it's
a politician or a journalist
talking...
fuck's sake...
Lord Andrew Adonis
sounds less pompous
than Peter Hitchens!
so... why have a mid-term
vote?!
what's the point?!
you voted blond-quiffie
in power...
so... the mid-term vote
could depose him?!
no... i'm too dumb
and without much of a libido
to give a **** about
the politics of these people...
and...
i'm lacking the fetish for lying.
Oct 22, 2018
Oct 22, 2018 at 8:04 PM UTC
Russian aggressors made their move.
Now they're in Ukraine.
What is Putin trying to prove?
What is there to gain?
The autocrat's messages are cloaked
In lies that Russia was provoked.
Stand with Ukraine as Russian forces
Put Putin's plan into action.
We already know that this of course is
More than a mere infraction.
Playing the role of boogeyman
Is part of Putin's larger plan.
Putin claims his forces are there
To stop denazification.
The argument, which is full of holes,
Is total fabrication.
We already know that he's obsessed
With Ukraine's interest in the West.
We watch as the egomaniac
Causes death and destruction
With this unwarranted attack--
Another Putin production!
Stand with Ukraine in this sad hour
As Putin basks in his ill-gotten power.
-by Bob B (2-24-22)
Feb 24, 2022
Feb 24, 2022 at 10:05 AM UTC
All is a graveyard
We stumble about upon epochs
of reverberating death knells
Living like leaves
upon one solemn tree
Enriched by ancestral spell below
Fallen
Not yet
Organics ancienter
-unknown-
That black-indigo before the dawn
Ground up between bedrock
Churned into an oil
We go because they went before
And we too will go
Gone from this whirl
The skull calls all
Either respond
Or don't
It does not matter
The worm is autocrat
Its dictate: feed
Excreting the creed
Again again
There is death
Then there's the sleep of Fall
Death's second self
As Shakes' leaves once penned
But the reflection of this
In this our complicated globe flitting
Is death's third self
A selfish giver left to leave
A self that is
Because of what once was
A flourishing
Sped forth by inner-whorl of seed
An intimate meeting of bodies
Being being
And been
Jul 2, 2014
Jul 2, 2014 at 5:57 PM UTC
Slavishly touting laudatory
Remarks that
Run counter to his belief
Could not let a journalist
A moment's relief!
"The incumbent
Has flickered
Darkness piercing light
Now as things are bright
None stop
We have to condemn the past
To catapult the present
On the infallible mast!"
Conveying messages
Without beef,
Also forced to turn
Eyes, to reality, deaf,
He is smote by
Excruciating grief
Freedom of expression
Turned brief!
To spare himself
A stomach pang
He has to allow
Political thugs,
In the guise of
Media bosses
That form a
Government's favour
Ingratiating gang,
His mouth to gag!
Intimidated by them
Into self censorship
The facility of his pen
He could not keep!
Ironically,
A mainstream press,
With a toothless face,
Rather conveys
An autocrat or,
To be precise,
A clinically dead
Government in place!//
Jul 19, 2016
Jul 19, 2016 at 2:46 AM UTC
bah bah black sheep... ok... the black sheep knuckled you to sleep
and now you’re asking for directions using a map and not a satellite navigation
across europe, esp. tremendous in germany near dortmund
and the rhine cities getting confused... but that’s no reason
to drive with ease from new jersey to florida with a glum pickers' pride
en route... i can play the ‘i spy with my little’ game into midnight passing me and spare myself inventive optics -
like shadow like hallucination in consistency, both flimsy,
i can recognise the real filth from packaged recyclables
from the orient.
well there’s that and there’s old russell the schizoid affective
outside tesco drinking a bottle of old speckled hen
and talking about snowfalls... 3 / 4 years ago last time i spotted
saint clause... i slipped and imagined myself breaking a knee...
didn’t happen... what happened was was a clearer truth:
why this fake image stimulant... i cant’ watch the stars
but have to subconsciously watch candy crush?
it’s **** i want the days within the insignia of war,
i don’t want my subconscious patented with candy crush,
i want the stars to remain... better an autocrat than a technocrat...
at least a human face... adolf touchy-feely,
here we go...
i imagine all those rivers of heraclitus concerning a coordinate
known as a waterfall... and post-humous exactness expressing peace...
then i spot picasso on the roof outside my bedroom window...
i support his elevation through evangelicalism from halo to angels wings...
you know what the three wise babylonians said...
you scared them to egypt you idiot announcing reign of the ditto,
you scared them them with myrrh, melchior you’re already close to malachi,
that will do... look at it... it’s babylonian already...
it’s a babylon of orthodox christianity (greek / russian), catholicism,
protestantism, baptists, pantheists and other offshoots
like being mormon!
well you can never make an omelette by the dozen involved
without asking the thirteenth egg: chicken or egg first? crucifix?! oh.
Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 8:57 PM UTC
At last the sinister stranger arrived,
in a large limousine with windows dark
that no one should see who was inside,
and a small flag in front and a shiny sheen,
every part polished and perfectly clean,
diplomatic plates both front and behind
impressive it was this four-wheeled machine.
Out stepped the stranger and black of hair,
his glasses glinting in the glare
of sunlight shining down on him,
strutting slowly unsmiling towards
the club with all his bodyguards,
short of stature, fat not thin,
tunic of grey and stern of mien,
the arrogant autocrat himself in person
had arrived to visit George’s kitchen.
From The Adventures of George
©Blair Gowrie (Roderick Macdonald)
Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 10:54 PM UTC
Hungry and homeless
oh what a mess,
but don't believe everything that you would read,
to be fed or to feed
to be led or to lead
to sit and beg with a dog on a lead
is it greed?
do we need explanation
is the state of the nation so sad
did we ever have what we thought that we had
or is it really that bad that we just cannot look?
Close the book
don't read any more
stay behind
your locked front door.
What do you care whether or not people share
you're an autocrat
a fattened cat
a rat
and something else that rhymes with that.
Homeless and hungry and your tongues hanging out,
Food?
You've forgotten what the taste of food's all about
Home?
Is a place by the river,on a bench where your fingers are clenched against the cold and the night
it'll be alright
the Government say so,
so you know
that's the truth.
Aug 18, 2013
Aug 18, 2013 at 4:28 PM UTC
There were times when we at least thought
The United States was deserving of praise.
We served as a model for many nations.
What has happened to those days?
Now we're at the threshold of
A growing movement that seems to be
A direct assault on what we've stood for
And a threat to our democracy.
How we used to criticize
Strongman rulers worldwide
Who stripped their people of their rights!
Oh, how we were horrified!
Now people around the world
Look at us in disbelief
And ask themselves how all of us
Are not overcome with grief.
People who lived in autocracies
And fled because they lived in fear,
Look around wide-eyed and ask,
"What the hell is happening here?"
Insurrectionists being called
Patriots? Voter suppression?
Overturning election results?
A personality cult obsession?
Immigrants becoming scapegoats?
People challenging safe elections?
Paramilitary thugs?
Folks with suspicious foreign connections?
People threatening health care workers
And thinking there's nothing wrong with that?
The breaking down of institutions?
Voters preferring an autocrat?
Apathy will be our downfall;
Our complacency will as well.
There won't be a clang of freedom
From our silenced Liberty Bell.
If we do not strive to preserve
Democracy and make that our aim,
We will suffer the consequences
And have only ourselves to blame.
-by Bob B (10-12-21)
Oct 13, 2021
Oct 13, 2021 at 8:27 AM UTC
Some parents love their children, others don’t.
-Why don’t you love me Mama and Papa?
That would involve something like wisdom.
-What did I do to make you hate me?
To wonder and ask what’s wrong with them.
-Daddy, I’m scared. The world seems mean.
Not want much of anything to do with them.
-I feel like a horror movie on the screen!
Throw them overboard to teach them swimming.
Their faith in family love keeps on dimming.
Too young to have a real chance to sue them.
Parents who have kids but never knew them.
People that have no use for encouragement.
People who seem born without any patience.
An autocrat that has no use for creativity.
A parent who demands obedient passivity.
To make them live a life like a federal prison.
-We used to play Not now. What for?
To have babies and then abandon them
-How come you don’t smile at me anymore?
To living with people that don’t really like them.
-There was a softness in your voice that’s gone.
Demanding they act like little men and women.
-I have no one to trust at home from now on.
Throw them overboard to teach them swimming.
Their faith in family love keeps on dimming.
Too young to have a real chance to sue them.
Parents who have kids but never knew them.
People that have no use for encouragement.
People who seem born without any patience.
An autocrat that has no use for creativity.
A parent who demands obedient passivity.
Jan 5, 2018
Jan 5, 2018 at 12:43 PM UTC
So many burbed wires sorrounding my heart!
No one can enter the border,
How was it occupied by a refugee intruder?
The cunning refugee is my lazy moments,
I can't pass time feeling loving him,
Without him everything seems faded and dim.
I am a migrant in my own land,
Refugee conducts the state as an autocrat,
A born ignorant! He can never be a democrat.
Love? He doesn't know at all,
Primitive, savage who frightens storm by weapon,
I feel furious thinking how my heart was won?
What's the secrecy? My knowledge can't explain,
I see Emotion smiling, not a bit worrying,
Telling me that God himself did this Love showering.
Aug 3, 2019
Aug 3, 2019 at 12:35 AM UTC
What is the gulf
Between moggy
And doggy?
Why is it that
The cat
Is an autocrat?
And the hound
Is renowned
As nice to have around?
Some people make a beeline
For the feline
Others show elation
On ‘spotting’ a Dalmatian
Though each may rejoice
In their choice
The cat will embrace
His rightful place
Above the human race
May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 2:22 PM UTC
By autocrat I mean a domineering bossy pseudo-dictator of a basically free country.
No, I say, and he's doing a good job, but he has thing kinda harsh peopled following that probably wouldn't exist if it wasn't for certain pink lazy young people infiltrating the power structures of this country.
That sounds far-fetched, I know, and the babbling of a jealous old man, but that's my hunch - there are too many young people in high school who come home and plop themselves down on the couch to a bunch of inane TV with a whole bag of Lay's potato chips at their fingertips, irritating their right-winged father, cheating afterward, and getting educated in a technical field and offending dangerous psychotics off the street.
If Trump would just correct that and not take his hang ups out on us Latinos (I'm partially Mexican, Puerto Rican, South American, and Spanish, so far as I know) and Muslims like me, this country wouldn't disintegrate with mass murderers and such, who might have delusions that Trump is their der fuhrer.
He's kind of a know-it0all and becoming autocratic as it would seem.
He could prevent this from coming to full fruition by just minding the liberal media a little bit.
Aug 1, 2017
Aug 1, 2017 at 11:23 AM UTC