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"putin" poems
Too long this rot has run its course, too much the damage done When men deflect acknowledged glance, they know that wrong has won. Across this land and far afield the wrongness seeps within And pride becomes a memory through distant halls of spin. How can we bow to tyranny, how can we shy away From that which causes  eyes to slide.... and coaxes will to sway? To tolerate the bombast, the bullying, the lies Succumbing to a hopelessness, which, both we despise. Division in the nation, uproar in between A man and wife’s contention-ness beyond what should be seen Brothers loathing brothers, silence in the room Where a word  uttered wrongly can erupt to screaming soon. Allies left in tatters, trust is cut to shards Tariffs injudiciously, imposed to **** the cards. International uproar, industry in strife Teetering disastrously when NATO flees the knife. Putin sits and rubs his hands, hilarious the show Disorder and disharmony to lubricate his glow. Beijing sits inscrutably, always opportune Manoeuvring judiciously, in place, to call the tune. America, the isolate, sails away to sea Blondini, at the helm, wears smirk indulgently. M. The White House HAMILTON NZ 12th July 2018
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Jul 12, 2018
Jul 12, 2018 at 2:17 AM UTC
The Trumpet Call
the bass hits, the drum rolls Being a victim of a spilt decision of a racial war at 10 years old Was never told, a way to be, but my fathers legacy, made me look at one side painfully cold Wide awake, as I lay my head On the belief my kind is dead The proper stereotype of a white kid But the preference to black kids outfit Putin on a show, to simply fit in Not knowin were the **** I should of truly been The constant pain of feelin like **** A young man who is confusingly mixed... ... I see a star who shines bright, in a darken night, Did you know, not all stars shine white? They're shades of black, just remember that...why couldn't I see this logic way back? Another poser, who's addicted to rap.. "Ya not black" like what kind of stupid **** is that? You speak a way, but was always consider white Do you see the mixed feeling? ******* mixed signs!? Why can't ya accept me for just me? Why can't ya just learn to love me? Why who I am means I have act a certain way!? that kinda **** makes me doubt people everyday! My verses struggle with a troubled hook! Can you see me now? Have you even looked? A black father, who showed me fear A white mother, who's voice I hear! Another song, sharing my lies! Another fight, with my dark side! When will ya get it and just put this **** to rest? You judge so much, make it hard to be my best Your words are a bullet! Penetratin my chest, I done clean up my act but you keep making another mess I'm tired of trying to please you, tired of trying to defeat you Ya minds are so glassy, it obvious to see through. **** you, be gone! Stop and please carry on! Fly away! Take a trip don't tell me when ya landin You all pushed me so much...........yet I'm still standin...standin...standin....but I will be gone, soon.
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Jun 29, 2013
Jun 29, 2013 at 2:32 PM UTC
"Biracial Disorder"
the bass hits, the drum rolls Being a victim of a spilt decision of a racial war at 10 years old Was never told, a way to be, but my fathers legacy, made me look at one side painfully cold Wide awake, as I lay my head On the belief my kind is dead The proper stereotype of a white kid But the preference to black kids outfit Putin on a show, to simply fit in Not knowin were the **** I should of truly been The constant pain of feelin like **** A young man who is confusingly mixed... ... I see a star who shines bright, in a darken night, Did you know, not all stars shine white? They're shades of black, just remember that...why couldn't I see this logic way back? Another poser, who's addicted to rap.. "Ya not black" like what kind of stupid **** is that? You speak a way, but was always consider white Do you see the mixed feeling? ******* mixed signs!? Why can't ya accept me for just me? Why can't ya just learn to love me? Why who I am means I have act a certain way!? that kinda **** makes me doubt people everyday! My verses struggle with a troubled hook! Can you see me now? Have you even looked? A black father, who showed me fear A white mother, who's voice I hear! Another song, sharing my lies! Another fight, with my dark side! When will ya get it and just put this **** to rest? You judge so much, make it hard to be my best Your words are a bullet! Penetratin my chest, I done clean up my act but you keep making another mess I'm tired of trying to please you, tired of trying to defeat you Ya minds are so glassy, it obvious to see through. **** you, be gone! Stop and please carry on! Fly away! Take a trip don't tell me when ya landin You all pushed me so much...........yet I'm still standin...standin...standin....but I will be gone, soon.
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Let’s make a point And rock this joint. What with Putin and ISIS, We’re all in crisis. I sound like Ali, From here to Bali. Let’s give Peace a chance, Our world to enhance. What happened to Love? Where’s God up above? Don’t need globalisation, Just one Human Nation. Time for a stanza: Let’s have a bonanza. But seriously folks, This is no time for jokes. We must have compassion, It isn’t on ration. So please hear my call And Love one and all. Paul Butters
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Feb 20, 2015
Feb 20, 2015 at 4:27 AM UTC
Rap Attack
HEAR YE HEAR YEIt's a wedding bell for bedding well cause' we're crushin' the illusion of Russian collusion! CNN wets on Russian bedding but Trump bets on Russian wedding, and you're invited to the bridal shower. Punking the monkery, dig the debunkery; from Rasputin to Putin it's time for some straight shootin'. Hillary looks old and glowers at Donald's rumored golden showers. Our media owes US an explanation for streams of steaming urination, but we are willing to forgive and use their wet diapers as debt wipers. My poem's appeal may take a toll, but let its little peal now roll: ****** ****** rings the bell A Fake News warning; time to spell out what was wet with Moscow girls. Putin's putas ?  Wisdom's pearls were pried from Truth's reluctant shell, banishing Hillary straight to hell. None. It's what we want left over from this hag. We now discover beds were dry; it all amounted (all those golden tricks recounted) to less than a tepid bowl of kasha. . . Russia laughed from her summer dacha. InfoWars was on it first while Dems spun lies from false to worst, awarding cash for faked dossiers embellished with the CIA's well-trained performing circus-seal. The FBI endorsed the deal as RINOS horned in on the action: Washingtonian distraction; a democrat-concocted fuss— . . . but we ALL paid Hillary to **** on us.
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Oct 26, 2017
Oct 26, 2017 at 4:47 PM UTC
Fake News Wets Bed
*Then Peter came to Jesus and asked, “Lord, how many times shall I forgive my brother or sister who sins against me? Up to seven times?” Jesus answered, "I tell you, not seven times, but seventy-seven times."*                     - Matthew the Apostle I Seventy-seven bottles of gin lie in the guts of sensuous men; seventy-seven I forgive you's dissolve in a fanatical mind's resolve. II What offence occurred under Saint Constantine's priggish eye? Was it specious as a Samian's thigh? Or Sumerians receiving alien diplomats? Maybe somewhere far under Moscow Putin's massing cloning vats... III Whatever discursive and belligerent milieu church authority finds most tried and true seems to be the most important decider in the future of things like the Large Hadron Collider. Perhaps, unfoundedly, they find it funny that Higgs (though it seems much like calling the Liberal Party "Whigs") is a name shared by a man and a theoretical particle (though it be libelous in any journalist's article), and thus label similar advancements as "blasphemous". I guess that this is what it is: believing just because. IV Who can know blasphemy from piousness? Maybe all Luther did was obfuscate a prior mess. V Seventy-seven palm-branch-adorned, donkey-riding kings: an automatic-ring-making-machine beleaguering proselyte rings.
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Sep 19, 2012
Sep 19, 2012 at 1:40 AM UTC
Palm Sunday Penance
The fiscal snare is drawing tight Putin’s day... now courting night, Rouble tilts vertiginously To Satan’s **** religiously. Fiscal snare is drawing blood A trickle then... is now a flood, Russia’s central bank adjusts But ineffectually, combusts. Hard line prospects elbow dance Aligning for assasins lance. Perhaps…. Better now, the Devil known Than facing down an Unknown throne….. Facing down an Iron call With finger poised in nuclear thrall. What choice now for ego’s Prince Retreat from Eastern Ukraine’s wince? Retreat Crimea’s balmy shores To face the nationalistic howl of hordes? Brinkmanship…the other way A gamble that the West might sway? Either way the game is up Now bitter wine brims Russia’s cup. M.
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Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 11:39 PM UTC
CHECKMATE
I am wheat I cry, I cry Again You leave your dead At my feet Oh why, oh why At Gettysburg We cried Again, again They rose and died Below our stalks They lie, they lie From Stalingrad To Leningrad One million dead, one million dead The Panzers came Wheat fields aflame They burned, they burned And once again You leave your dead Ukraine, Ukraine Oh, Putin's shame The innocent lie In wheat, in wheat. r ~ 7/19/14
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Jul 19, 2014
Jul 19, 2014 at 7:37 PM UTC
Wheat fields
a pentagon study determined that putin is an anti-social control freak kind of vermin (really? this required a genius kind of keenness? really?) darpa should stick to cool things like the internet and invisibility cloaks and drones armed with pork parts a rodina rodent in the grain needs spankin' with more than just sanctions cuz knocking out their incisors doesn't make them any nicer - a rat with no teeth is still a rat.
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Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 9:15 AM UTC
putin syndrome
You can tell a lot about A person by the ones he admires. Another telling factor is The people whom he inspires. Donald Trump, for example, Praises Putin, a leader who Has jailed dissenters, squashed human rights, And done away with opponents, too. After a questionable referendum, Which restricts in many ways Civil rights, the leader of Turkey, Erdoğan, received Trump's praise. Duterte of the Philippines-- Authoritarian and leading official-- Has had thousands of people killed In a manner blatantly extrajudicial. So that's his way of solving the problem Of drugs in the Philippines is it? And guess who wants the blood-thirsty, Despotic leader to come for a visit? And then there's the leader of North Korea, Kim Jong Un. Only a rookie Would say that the mad, unhinged and murderous Leader was a "pretty smart cookie." Trump's had business ties with three Of the above countries. There's no mistaking. But does this mean that a Trump Tower In Pyongyang is in the making? -by Bob B (5-3-17)
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May 3, 2017
May 3, 2017 at 9:57 AM UTC
Praising the Unpraiseworthy
Islamist Extremists. Boat Capsized. Obama and Nelson Mandela. Celebrity Lies. Plane Crash. Forest Fires. Missing Girl. Handgun-buyers. Amazon Lawsuit. ANT-MAN. Low Supplies! Walmart Empty Shelves. Chinese Food Scandal. Microsoft Layoffs. Heat and Gasoline. Oil. Mad Max! Comic Book Convention Drama. Breast Lumps and Swelling. Television. Veteran's Hospitals. Israel and Gaza Fight On. Beachgoers Hit by Lightning. Baseball Drinking Songs. Sci-fi, Wi-fi, Ebola, and Libya. Ukraine. Venezuela. Marriage. Liver failure. Allen Webster. USA. RACE CARS. Global Catastrophe Down to Warming of the Earth. Dinosaurs Had Feathers. MH17. Profits. Desert Bakery. Syria. We Must be Mad. Philippines: 100 Million People on an Island. Salmonella Lawsuit. Cheeseburger Diet. Twinkies Never Going Bad. Putin, Palin, and the Tour de France. Fracking. Cats and Dogs.
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Jul 27, 2014
Jul 27, 2014 at 10:36 PM UTC
News
So Putin helps Trump win an election And subsequently feels elated. He is still anticipating How he will be compensated. Who are the ones who cheer and clap As Putin takes a victory lap? Watching the Trump administration Blame and distrust the FBI Also tickles Putin as Trump Makes it a target to vilify. Watch Putin cheer and clap As he takes a victory lap. When Trump says he doesn't believe Our intelligence agents here But eagerly accepts whatever Putin tells him, one thing's clear: Trump is willing to cheer and clap As Putin takes a victory lap. When Russia starts a conspiracy theory And blames Ukraine for election meddling, Many Trumplicans here believe The devious lies that the Kremlin is peddling. How can Americans cheer and clap As Putin takes a victory lap? When Trump speaks with the president Of Ukraine and crudely tries to extort Favors from the Ukrainians And threatens to pull U.S. support, Putin supporters cheer and clap As Putin takes a victory lap. As here we see a chilling loss Of democratic values, we Will ask ourselves whatever happened To hope and opportunity. Who then will cheer and clap As Putin takes a victory lap? -by Bob B (12-12-19)
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Dec 12, 2019
Dec 12, 2019 at 9:28 AM UTC
As Putin Takes a Victory Lap
you are the Pres Oh Donald Trump it seems like America has hit a bump your pitiful braggart mean as a cuss a bludgeon for a mouth with a mind full a **** its understood you hate the press you like the shadows to relieve your stress well big boy you are the man some people say your loved by the clan thanks for telling us about the size of your ***** while conservatives smile and give it a lick your a star studded pageant of confusion and lies do you work for Putin are you one of his spies show us your taxes are you a ***** for a foe are you owned by a devil we need to know your purging the swamp is that what you say Exxon and Goldman-sax so thats how you play you talk so big why not give it a rest lets see what you can do besides be a pest it doesn't bode well that you don't pay your bills let subcontractors go under so what if it kills break up some families of Latin decent with a heart like a razor are you really that bent are you big blabber mouth but don't a have clue about our constitution that keeps us true we trust you completely let your kids to the job no problem at all are you still friends with the mob are ethics for others ah to hard for Trump will America wither are you cancerous lump we need some one who can help us out not a reckless fool that fills us with doubt you are the Pres Oh Donald Trump it seems like America has hit a bump
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Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 9:07 PM UTC
Trump: The Poem
Yesterday was a rotten one For Donald Trump. What a shame! In desperation Trump has jumped Out of the frying pan into the flame. His friend and former campaign manager, Paul Manafort, was convicted On eight felony counts, although More convictions had been predicted. Then his lawyer, Michael Cohen, Pleaded guilty on eight counts And implicated the president In a felony, as the tension mounts. Trump is an unindicted co- Conspirator in a federal crime, According to Cohen--something that many Have suspected all the time. Also, an early supporter in Congress, Hunter Duncan, was indicted For the misuse of campaign funds. Do all who touch Trump become blighted? Meanwhile, Omarosa says She has many more tapes to play. It almost seems as though the president's Teflon coating is wearing away. As Trump's Republican defenders In Congress flat out refuse to condemn Trump's actions, people wonder, "What does Putin have on THEM?" "I always hire the best people," Donald Trump would frequently boast. Stay away from Donald Trump Or you, too, are going to be toast. -by Bob B (8-22-18)
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Aug 22, 2018
Aug 22, 2018 at 9:20 AM UTC
A Bad Day
By: Cedric McClester The first black president Must have made one hell of an impression On the man who followed him Directly in succession He seems to want to unravel Whatever is at his discretion In order to rob the legacy Of the man whose name means blessing He did his best to chase Obamacare away Without an adequate replacement To make its absence okay Now it’s gas emissions Being lowered by the EPA I guess fossil fuel behemoths Are sadly here to stay And on the international scene The man has been a wreck He left the Paris Climate Accord And gives our allies no respect Then ***** up to Vlad Putin A man of greater intellect And pulled out of the Iran Nuclear deal To spite Obama I suspect And when he can denigrate him He never misses a chance Much like a woman scorned Caught in a bad romance People are getting tired Of this dismal dance They can predict his moves Four moves in advance Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2018.  All rights reserved.
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Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 3:08 PM UTC
THE FIRST BLACK PRESIDENT!
Yo,Mr Putin (from da ganja-boys) Yo, Mr Putin, I'm sending you a present. It's just a bunch o'herbs, to smoke; they'll make yer less unpleasant. Smoke 'em in de evening, to really chill yo brain. They'll blow away the nasty thoughts, you have about Ukraine. I'm sure you're gonna like 'em, it's the Rasta, in yo blood; we may be cousins, way back. You should join us, in the 'hood! You can't deny it Vladimir, there's really no disputin'; your ancestors are same as mine -we've all heard of Ras-Putin. Briz 8/4/14
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Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 5:04 AM UTC
Yo, Mr Putin
By: Cedric McClester You know he’s full of stuff When the evidence ain’t enough And he’s acting like a cream puff By not calling Putin’s bluff If I labeled him a scaredy-cat Or better yet Putin’s new doormat Would that raise the thermostat, And flush out that Norway rat? When the evidence is irrefutable To the point that it’s not disputable His response is always mutable And comes out as most unsuitable Then his mouthpiece attempts to frame An alibi, but we’re hip to her game She can’t absolve him of the blame Though she tries to just the same So you better believe and trust That she looks ridiculous When she’s being duplicitous By trying to fool the rest of us It’s a sin to stand there and lie But she gives it a college try Like the mistress of deny As if the Ten Commandment don’t apply They interfered with our election With a clear cut interjection Of cybernet deflection Without protest or objection Two days before his inauguration He was told of the Russian’s participation Much to his own consternation Yet he still voices reservations Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2018.  All rights reserved.
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Jul 19, 2018
Jul 19, 2018 at 1:15 PM UTC
YOU KNOW HE’S FULL OF STUFF
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
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Mar 25, 2020
Mar 25, 2020 at 12:48 AM UTC
Feathered Fiends
Poor Putin is a dangerous psychopath No one likes to mention that one fact He is more like an ape than a human Sick little poor wasted Humanoid Vlad The Pope must be an openly psychopath Just the way he dress himself so foolish up Wonder if he is just enormously beautiful Naked with deadly eyes like Humanoid Vlad. ****** was a sick nasty **** psychopath A whole nation following his death path Now there is a ******* evil ****** Caliphate   Nothing to compare with Humanoid Vlad. I guess we all could be like psychopaths Take one deep look into our monstrous souls It contains mostly of neurons and pure fat We got no free will just like Humanoid Vlad. *Humanoid Vlad In ice cold motion Humanoid Vlad No love and no notion Humanoid Vlad Done it all calculated Humanoid Vlad His time hopefully faded*
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Mar 16, 2015
Mar 16, 2015 at 7:07 PM UTC
Humanoid Vlad.
The World is ruled By massive corporations And nations. By Trump, Putin and The Queen. But I say again: Only I have ownership of My Life. For I am The King of My Mind And, from my point of view, When I die the Universe Ends. It does not matter to me That when I go, Life goes on. What use is that If I’m not here To see it? Even now What do I care About what goes on In Ivory Towers And murky corridors of power? Maybe it’s my Whisky Or Autism That informs me I am King. And yes I’m being self-centred. In my Matrix I’m “The One”. But you’ll get no apology From me. Yes, I’ll be polite And try (a bit) to comply With rules of etiquette. But don’t be fooled: My self esteem keeps growing As I shake off the shackles Imposed by a society That seeks to make most people Little more than Corporate slaves. I may appear to be a “nice man” But underneath that mask Is a heart of steel. For I am The King Of My Life, On Planet Paul. Paul Butters © PB 30\3\2019.
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Mar 30, 2019
Mar 30, 2019 at 6:25 AM UTC
Me, The King
May Putin be crushed and his nuclear threat exposed an empty bluff May Russians see themselves the true Nazis And in true need of salvation than Ukrainians ever were May the shattered save the mighty and the mighty serve the victor
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Apr 25, 2022
Apr 25, 2022 at 11:39 PM UTC
Prayer for Ukraine
Pleased to meet you. But you better be pleased to meet me! For I am the only one who is Me. And I’m the only one who counts, For I’m the one who’s experiencing all this: For me. Get it? Doesn’t matter if you are the US President Or Putin, Or anyone else “Important”. Nobody can affect That what I experience Is what I experience. Nobody else will go through Whatever I go though. Nobody else will die with me, Unless we happen to meet the same fate Together! You may be Royal Or Rich, Or All Powerful, But all that matters to me Is Me. Maybe I’m Mad in saying this. Perhaps the Whisky has taken hold. Better than being depressed I have to say. Euphoria is better than gloom. You too can be As crazy as me. Just free your mind From the daily grind. Never let those ******** Grind you down. Love yourself And Love Whatever there is To Love. Paul Butters
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Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 5:54 PM UTC
Pleased to Meet You