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Only God Knows So Here Goes

If you  read my poems  half-cocked;
you must have had your lips locked;
Further exploring;
Found her adoring;
Found her nude and each small pock.

God is only one who my  poems knows,
So again started writing and here goes;
Christ on a Cross,
Saw an albatross;
Read mine with or without any clothes.

Jim Horn

Trump seems like he has much pull,
And he can even act like an animal;
Best on a SAT
Did a Democrat;
When he will talk is a bunch of bull.

Jim Horn

Hurt Then Hurt Some More

What many seem to do is digging up dirt,
And object has beeen  to hurt, hurt, hurt;
They are obscene,
And do demean;
Destroy them and they loose  their shirt.

Jim Horn

Had been paining house  board by board;
Looked up in sky and there was the Lord;
When I croak,
Will be broke;
With God anything you can always afford.

Jim Horn

Brought In Many Sheaves

We had been bring in so many sheaves,
When we did end up having the heaves;
Time we had,
Was  all bad;
And last one cleans up before he leaves.

Jim Horn

We saw an eloping goat trying to escape;
Caught and  accused of committing rape;
For nightcap,
Had a mishap;
Was Trump a slob probably in poor shape.

Hope Trump's appearance better will get;
Found to be fool who did fumble and fret;
Sold his soul;
Took its tool,
And had been worst  moron we ever met.

 



Trump and Advisory Board

Trump found out he needed an  advisory board;
What has infant idiot done now causing discord;
On us it did dawn,
Has been  moron;
Always was looking way back and never forward.

Jim Horn

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