"banky" poems
The king of cover-up is at it again,
Downplaying financial ties
And close connections with other countries,
Especially when questions arise.
First it was with Putin and Russia.
How much collusion remains to be seen.
Conspiracy in election meddling?
Whitewashing is now routine.
And then there was the hush-money
To cover-up some hanky-panky.
Dissimulation's easy when
You've got money in the banky.
It looks as though you must deny
And try to hide actions you rue,
But calling your fling "horse face," is that
A gentlemanly thing to do?
Now the cover-up deals with the Saudis--
With the crown prince and the Saudi king.
Denial…admittance…rogue players…
It has such a familiar ring.
After bragging over and over
About the millions of dollars he's made
From wealthy Saudis, his words are now
Exploding like a hand grenade.
When the leader has conflicts of interest,
Critics, pundits, and others who know
Where his interests really lie,
Shrug and say, "We told you so!"
He says he has a "natural instinct
For science." Isn't THAT a joke!
I wish his "natural instinct" was for
Telling the truth whenever he spoke.
-by Bob B (10-18-18)
Oct 18, 2018
Oct 18, 2018 at 10:34 AM UTC
dear Archie,
you are the highlight of our lives.
you lovingly give out hugs and cuddles.
you snuggle with your blanket and look like an angel.
even when you run into the house from the yard with mud and dirt and grime clinging to your face and your tongue out in a smile.
your ears perfectly frame your face and you're adorable when you put one up.
you curiously tip your head to the side, even as I am writing this with you in my lap, to the sound of a clicking keyboard.
you're very much obsessed with blankets, although you have taken a newfound liking to your bed, labeled Archie.
you have quite the personality, let me tell you.
you, just today, refused to put your harness and leash on to let us take you on a walk.
you felt bad about what you did, so at dinner, you sat beside me and waited for me to tell you you were Good Boy. as predicted, you got what you wanted.
when I walk downstairs in the morning, you're either sleeping in the bed (with Banky, of course), or snuggling with Mama or Daddy.
when I leave for school, you say bye to me at the door.
when it's time for me to come home, you look out the window for me.
you even watch our soap operas. what dog can do that?
you are basically the perfect dog anyone could ever ask for.
Jan 5, 2019
Jan 5, 2019 at 9:02 PM UTC