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"hannity" poems
His name is Zachary James But he's shouted at by many names Running man or crazy jogger Pushing all he needs in a stroller Dodging cars like a game of Frogger His passion for running is a benefactor   Of his compassion for humanity Running across the country is insanity Knows politics better than Sean Hannity A motor city kid and an Eastern Michigan grad Thought he'd run to correct a world gone mad Our paths crossed on the vicious highway 322 If you're lucky, fate will send him your way too I'm proud to host such a fine young philanthropist But soon he'll run off into the mysterious mist Yet he will jog on proud and steadfast With our help reaching his goals at last Run for the children and for the love of running Run for life and eternity hereafter coming
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Jul 19, 2014
Jul 19, 2014 at 2:59 PM UTC
Running for Children
I look forward to the re-enactments of historic moments in the pageant of The United States of America. [sic] Gettysburg, Crossing the Delaware, The Moon Landing, Paul Revere's Ride, The March on Washington, The Storming of the Capital, The Clearing of Lafayette Plaza, The George Floyd ****** The Separation of Families, The Arizona Re-count, The Plot to Assassinate Democratic Governors, The Imprisonment of: Jared, Donny, Eric, Ivanka, Don, Carlson, Greene, Gaetz, Guilianni, Hannity, Conway, McVeigh, Barr [sic] (just to mention a few of the Founding Fuck-Ups.), the death of 650,000 people (the vast majority being innocent), The Pandemic of the Unvaxxed [sic] After July 4, 2024, History may never be the same. See it now!
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Jul 22, 2021
Jul 22, 2021 at 3:39 PM UTC
Re-enactments: July 4th
There was silence left in sanity And nothing left for vanity With little time for calamity No mind: Sean Hannity
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Sep 14, 2013
Sep 14, 2013 at 12:32 PM UTC
Rhyming
The new ruse: presidential psychosis an impartial and swift diagnosis as you trump-up the charge but the sign is writ large: twenty-twenty TRUMP/PENCE the prognosis. Corrupt psychiatric inspection serves to further a facile detection: presidential unfitness. (But God is our witness; you're mad 'cause you lost the election.) As you slander the president's sanity you exhibit your own inhumanity. I would urge all you losers and lying accusers to listen to Savage and Hannity. In your desperate drive to impeach you would grasp what is out of your reach. The infernal machine steered by crazy Maxine makes a nasty mechanical screech. The Democrat narrative flounders while our nation's own hateful confounders promote red revolution mob-rule as solution insulting the faith of the Founders. Though the state-sponsored media lie, our beleaguered republic must try to transcend inhumanity; quell the insanity. (Both wings are needed to fly.)
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Aug 31, 2017
Aug 31, 2017 at 7:46 PM UTC
Trumped-Up Limericks
I    go        out          for       coffee                     with            my                        best                                                             friend        every                                  evening                          And see the thorns come out of                     I  people In ways I wouldn't expect.               D    One woman moves away from us. One         R         boy calls her a terrorist. One man threate     I           ns to have her deported Even though she w N           as born in New Jersey.    America the free....? K         I drink coffee with my parents in the morning, My C          Dad's daily dose of poisons called  Fox and Friends O     Hannity  The O'reilly Factor  Cause my ears to bleed.     F   They say that while not all Muslims are terrorists All ter       F   rorists are Muslim.    They use religion as a scapegoat           E  What they don't know isThese radicals do the exact              E same thing. I drink coffee by myself in the afterno                  on. Somewhere, during that time Personality Ru                   pert Murdoch blames all Muslims for terrorism.                    He says they all must take responsibility for t                      his "cancer". Then must I, as a Christian, tak                       e responsibility for the KKK?  Must I, as a                          member of your religion, Rupert, take                            responsibility for your ignorance?  I                              stand in solidarity with these Mus                               lims who would never rip a hair                                 off my head or a bone from m                                   y body.  We can do without                                     people like you, who mak                                         my coffee taste bitter.
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Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 5:18 PM UTC
Coffee
I    go        out          for       coffee                     with            my                        best                                                             friend        every                                  evening                          And see the thorns come out of                     I  people In ways I wouldn't expect.               D    One woman moves away from us. One         R         boy calls her a terrorist. One man threate     I           ns to have her deported Even though she w N           as born in New Jersey.    America the free....? K         I drink coffee with my parents in the morning, My C          Dad's daily dose of poisons called  Fox and Friends O     Hannity  The O'reilly Factor  Cause my ears to bleed.     F   They say that while not all Muslims are terrorists All ter       F   rorists are Muslim.    They use religion as a scapegoat           E  What they don't know isThese radicals do the exact              E same thing. I drink coffee by myself in the afterno                  on. Somewhere, during that time Personality Ru                   pert Murdoch blames all Muslims for terrorism.                    He says they all must take responsibility for t                      his "cancer". Then must I, as a Christian, tak                       e responsibility for the KKK?  Must I, as a                          member of your religion, Rupert, take                            responsibility for your ignorance?  I                              stand in solidarity with these Mus                               lims who would never rip a hair                                 off my head or a bone from m                                   y body.  We can do without                                     people like you, who mak                                         my coffee taste bitter.
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Get behind me! It’s not I that lies And I want all the power-to share Unlike those today-want it to control It’s that time-we need use all of soul One more time-we fall for same lies Might be one-we get pushed over side I love you too much to not even try Love me same-and stand by my side Get behind me! It’s not I that lies Many voices tell me stop-don’t believe Yet only one-says your worth-this path If what’s easy is bad-as hard is good Where we’ll we be-after all is said Opinions aren’t integrity-only thing gets to heaven Many turn a blind eye-yet pray Friday, Saturday, Sunday If ever-find me any day-flipping rocks over Power brings responsibility-not just bi-weekly-money Politics isn’t what’s wrong-It’s our corrupted souls Yet it doesn’t have to be-children are Godly People like Hannity-O’Reilly-might say ***** Listening to them won’t lead us to heaven Hear your soul-inner child-live these days wild Don’t follow the leader-or pack of followers Be proud what done-believe in what do Don’t risk end of world-just for sake of control Get behind me! It’s not I that lies
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Aug 4, 2010
Aug 4, 2010 at 12:31 PM UTC
get behind WE
I ticked off my day with a tepid mug of Morning Joe... Then a liberal bowl of CNN left me bitter like aloe... So I asked the Fox and his Friends to put me on the right track... But Hannity prevailed and I gagged on a cocktail of Rushian Kool-Aid. ~ P
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Jul 20, 2013
Jul 20, 2013 at 3:58 PM UTC
Political Heartburn...
embezzle the grey matter underneath a skull overladen with pintrest pins dotted sideways like impact-stars__fallen bricks__ flowers plummet vase-first onto concrete side-world beyond the gardener's balcony__it always takes an angry peasant to make the peasants into serfs__like a bleeding riddle in granite or grass, left to rushed interpretation as the meta-physicists usurp the physicists authority and insist the earth is speaking to avoid a hemorrhaging final trimester in the birth of human omnipotence__instead Mother Nature asks Dr. Neptune for an abortion in the final trimester__Dr. Neptune politely declines and returns to Sean Hannity in the Situation Room__how dry is a planet where it never, ever rains?
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Nov 15, 2014
Nov 15, 2014 at 2:55 PM UTC
dis-ease
It's Christmastime in Trumplandia. The halls are decked with boughs of folly, Ol' Frosty the Snowman is melting, And sleigh bells are sounding melancholy. The president has an abundance of hassles: Ongoing investigations, Failed attempts at accomplishments, Embarrassments, and accusations. He believes his supporting staff Will help him work out all the kinks And claims he's the favorite president! Something is rotten in DC, methinks. Wondering why he can't wield More power, he disdains Anyone who makes an attempt To open his eyes or pull on his reins. He'll pick a fight with anyone Who doesn't give him flattery or praise. Many devoted staff and supporters Apparently share the leader's malaise. Not trusting true experts, He looks elsewhere for his muse: At Alex Jones, Hannity, Or the vicious harpy who haunts Fox News. He says he hires the best people-- Not!--and knows what's best for the nation. He's backing a candidate for the Senate Who's been accused of child molestation. His organization is raking in dough, While Trump insists he's breaking no laws. Why not follow the foreign money? And what about the emoluments clause? His favorite world leaders are Autocrats who aren't so pleasant. Their mutual butt-kissing will have to Be their mutual Christmas present. Santa Trump and his elves in Congress Are working together in order to dole Tax breaks out to the wealthiest, while The rest of us will end up with coal. Chestnuts won't be roasting on An open fire this year. No way! Our winter wonderland's become A messy winter holiday. -by Bob B (11-28-17)
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Nov 28, 2017
Nov 28, 2017 at 8:36 AM UTC
Christmastime in Trumplandia--2017
It's Christmastime in Trumplandia. The halls are decked with boughs of folly, Ol' Frosty the Snowman is melting, And sleigh bells are sounding melancholy. The president has an abundance of hassles: Ongoing investigations, Failed attempts at accomplishments, Embarrassments, and accusations. He believes his supporting staff Will help him work out all the kinks And claims he's the favorite president! Something is rotten in DC, methinks. Wondering why he can't wield More power, he disdains Anyone who makes an attempt To open his eyes or pull on his reins. He'll pick a fight with anyone Who doesn't give him flattery or praise. Many devoted staff and supporters Apparently share the leader's malaise. Not trusting true experts, He looks elsewhere for his muse: At Alex Jones, Hannity, Or the vicious harpy who haunts Fox News. He says he hires the best people-- Not!--and knows what's best for the nation. He's backing a candidate for the Senate Who's been accused of child molestation. His organization is raking in dough, While Trump insists he's breaking no laws. Why not follow the foreign money? And what about the emoluments clause? His favorite world leaders are Autocrats who aren't so pleasant. Their mutual butt-kissing will have to Be their mutual Christmas present. Santa Trump and his elves in Congress Are working together in order to dole Tax breaks out to the wealthiest, while The rest of us will end up with coal. Chestnuts won't be roasting on An open fire this year. No way! Our winter wonderland's become A messy winter holiday. -by Bob B (11-28-17)
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Believe me, believe me that makes me smart no admission of guilt just one of those things wrong, wrong look it's all words all sound bites an unbelievable company Now as far as the lawsuit, yes we settled with zero when I was very young, yes we were sued I notice you bring that up a lot tough communities that's called business we use certain laws that are there maybe he didn't do a good job my obligation is to myself wrong, wrong it would be squandered, believe me we're dying I hope it does collapse that's called business tremendous, Chelsea is tremendous and under-budget I was able to hold back Maybe I'll tell you at the next debate a wonderful young lady Lester did a good job nobody asks Sean Hannity Now as far as the lawsuit, yes you've been there a long time that makes me smart.
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Sep 30, 2016
Sep 30, 2016 at 4:49 PM UTC
Sept, 2016, Hofstra
Sean Hannity American insanity American Catholic hater Like an ignorant Darth Vader Trumpfuck found on Fox Bootlicker of Trump's socks Send him to the Abyss Unmourned and unmissed Adios Thanos!
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Feb 11, 2020
Feb 11, 2020 at 9:22 AM UTC
Adios Thanos!
Our Commander in Chief A liar and thief Less poise than Cheef Keef Poisons the coral reefs Turns over the same leaf Covers it with new beef A new outrageous tweet Wash, rinse, repeat With every action he divides our nation into factions Giving a fraction of the truth, he replaces fact with distraction Selling manufactured satisfaction In fact we are living ration to ration Press releases become trash compaction Gluing facets to fit the latest fashion While hiding his utter lack of compassion Tragedy and calamity Total lack of humanity A far shot from sanity Blinded by his vanity Mesmerized by Sean Hannity Our orange head of state Ignores what’s at stake As he takes and takes Makes dire mistakes Poisons rivers and lakes I wake in shivers and shakes Executive orders Walled off borders Photoshopped reporters Narcissistic personality disorder The bloated wealth hoarder The great divider, the sorter Total disregard for the truth Fools gold or real gold Both break your tooth So believe what you are told Believe the one who’s most bold Watch the country be sold for profit The fortune of a false prophet For the pocketbook of a liar The potato is on fire It’s too late to drop it The world will soon burn If we don’t rise up to stop it
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Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 7:54 AM UTC
PTSD: Post Trump Stress Disorder