Best Governor Poems
Governor Brewer From Arizona
(song parody based on “Girl From Impanema”)
Short, tanned, governor of A-Z
Wagged finger at the commander-and-chief
That was so tasteless
And very racist
So odd!
Brewer dissed Barack Obama
And said Obama was threatening
Guards should have grabbed her
And teach her manners
By far!
Oh – is he really so thin-skinned?
Oh – don’t she know he’s a gangster?
He – killed Bin Laden with SEAL teams
Then he rescued folks from Somalis
He likes guns and diplomacy
Short, tanned, governor of A-Z
Racial profiling is so ungodly
Tell me what happens
In time
To economies
And brown folks don’t leech
And brown folks don’t leech
Categories:
governor, america, humor, irony, music,
Form:
Lyric
Categories:
governor, political,
Form:
Footle
Hey, Governor Jindal:
Do you want to kindle
A revolt
That will jolt
And make your votes dwindle?
What we now buy
Is already high.
Please "ax" us
To tax us
On what we buy!
Yes, give us our say
On what we should pay
And you will go down
In history renown
As Man of Our Day!
Categories:
governor, political,
Form:
Rhyme
When will i become the next governor?
some people like you,
why some hate you.
You work as a coline to those who want it,
clasp in the blanco of darkness.
••••
How do you work in the office of inspired people,
thinking of the dock at the door of heaven,
leading your people to the promised hell.
••••
Allowing your soldiers to parade you like quads,
jumping from one organization to the other,
creating infas jobs to people,
making them to laugh like a hynea.
••••
You speak,
with immense authority,
some are powerfully made,
some are kodas in nature.
••••
My governor,
what else is with you,how do you wrong yourself?
Some are taied you as liberal governor,
sitting on an aids throne of poverty,
holding the key to inequality.
••••
Some roads,
are in good condition,
some are in bad condition.
••••
My governor,
what exactly is your work?
how do you govern your state?
You are the OVI of the people.
Categories:
governor, 2nd grade,
Form:
Epic
he stands in his suit,
blue tie hanging like a noose,
smiling with dead teeth,
signing papers that send
another man, another woman,
into the dirt.
our governor knows
there is no afterlife—
he isn’t sending them to heaven,
he’s sending them to rot.
if he believes in the Bible,
he’s forgotten the line:
thou shall not kill.
no grey area, no loophole.
he pretends justice,
but it’s only blood on his hands.
death is not justice.
it’s silence,
it’s the shutting of doors
that never reopen.
it should weigh
like iron on his skull,
like stones in his gut.
but the man eats your steak
with no indigestion,
wipes his mouth with his hand.
what does his wife see
when she lies beside him?
does she hear the whispers
of the buried,
the cries of mothers?
and worse—
he sharpens her name
for the next ballot,
preparing her face
to be plastered on walls.
unwanted, unloved,
another mask of power,
another hand raised
to press the button,
to pull the lever,
to kill again
who would kill again and again,
for ten million dollars.
Categories:
governor, 12th grade,
Form:
Free verse
Pritzker gleaned his mansion of crappers
for the purpose of not paying taxes
but when his belly gurgled
alleyways filled with his turds
a homeless gal just sat back and laughed
Categories:
governor, corruption, homework, people, pollution,
Form:
Limerick
Governor Brewer, a Woman of Courage
By Elton Camp
Many hold gay sex to be wrong
A view that in law doesn’t belong
This country is a secular state
Official beliefs thus don’t rate
If you operate some public store
May you say, “Gay come no more?”
Hold on there--no not quite!
What gives you any such right
Your business you can close
If you don’t want to serve those
However, what kind of old billy goat
Shoves his beliefs down others’ throat
What if religion should hold such sway?
Iran and Iraq both operate just that way
If with the majority you don’t comply
Then you must expect that you’ll die
If religion gets the force of law
A worse situation you never saw
Governor Brewer showed the way to go
With her appropriate, courageous veto
Categories:
governor, angst, religion,
Form:
Rhyme
Alabama’s Governor: My Way or No Way
By Elton Camp
In office only for the second day,
Governor says do religion his way
The deacon in the Baptist Church
Wants us not to be left in the lurch
He says, “I want to be your brother,”
But it requires his belief and no other
And Jesus as savior you have to accept
Or into the deep abyss you’ll be swept
If you want to be my brother or my sister
Then listen to me, M’am, Ms or Mister
If Jew, Shinto, Buddhist, agnostic or Islam
Then the wrong way I say that you’ve come
People thought a governor they’d elected
A statewide pastor they had not expected
To his personal belief the man has a right
Speaking as governor, keep it out of sight
He apologized, but not for the thing he said
Will his tenets the man continue to spread?
If his “core beliefs” made anybody get mad,
As a “born-again Christian” it’s just too bad
It was a wrong way his governorship to begin
Alabama’s unsavory past had come to an end
But what does our brand new governor then do
Except hateful prejudice to promptly renew?
Categories:
governor, religion
Form:
Rhyme
Governor JB Pritzker's rightly proud of his home state
The latest statistics all show we're doing great
While we lead the country in residents fleeing
That's not all that we should be seeing...
For Illinois' top businesses are all growing
Cannabis, Casinos, Violent Crime
In fact, we've reaped what we've been sowing
Our student population can't read, write
~ or calculate worth one thin dime
Categories:
governor, business, education, perspective, political,
Form:
Rhyme
Three cheers for Governor Sonny Perdue,
Such a welcome sight these things you do.
Showing your faith is a thing quite rare,
Leading your state in open prayer.
You my friend are an answer to many a prayer,
Showing you trust God and you really care.
Georgia is facing such a devastating drought,
Rivers and lakes are drying up across the south.
The whole country needs to join the governor in his plight,
Strong in prayer and as brothers and sisters in Christ we need to unite.
You made my day Brother Sonny Perdue,
And for what you did I’ll stand with you!
Categories:
governor, devotion, faith, hope, thank
Form:
Narrative
A summer’s morn, dark skies, forlorn.
Burning, smoking, California cities, this August morn,
Our state with illegal, infected people overrun.
We think the virus is just plain fun?
Mad as a hatter, Governor Newsom calls now
for Afghan refugees?
And what.......to live in beauteous tent cities. where
crime lurks.....what a pity!
Hope Californians recall this madman and foppish
immoral jerk!
With greaseball hair and his insidious,eternal
brainless, eternal smirk!
8/18/2021
10am PST
Categories:
governor, feelings,
Form:
Rhyme
Dear Governor Newsom:
What a moronic, Fascist leader, you are!
Controller of COVID~
Hear me chortling from afar!
You have in no way flattened, the curve,
You lying moron, you are totally absurd!
California has had cases, but none like
New York.
You, Cuomo, and the "Midwest Whale"
need to get it in the rear, with a very
sharp pitchfork.
You three hallucinating governors, doing
your socialist best, to economically sink
this nation!
With lies, un-American powers and total
obfuscations.
Each three states in economic hell long before
COVID hit!
Now want all other states to pay for you who
need diets and Fitbits!
California had COVID months ago!
Herd immunity flattened the curve!
Stop lying it that it was you and
your phony medical- hype-dishonest cargo.
Tragically, I live in California with you for a
leader, who is totally a political snake.
And, I will never wear a mandatory mask,
no matter what ignoramus laws you make!
I'll have food delivered or whatever is needed.
But won't don a mask, you absolute, moronic,
bean-head!
I will be always be a patriotic American.
But won't follow rules whose governor
has less brains than a newborn Pelican!
**Written the day Mandatory Masks were
made law in CA 6/18/2020**
Request. Follow PS policy. Positive comments to support a
poet. This is not a blog. We can disagree, surely.
Comnents is not a boxing ring, you can soup mail me
with differences. I don't want to block people.PR
6118/2020
Poem 1253
Categories:
governor, america, angst, integrity, leadership,
Form:
Couplet
NOW - casus belli upon the head of Alabama Governor Kay Ivey
Greenlighted signal activating
opprobrious rapacious incestuous grievous...
Alabama Human Life Protection Act approved
desecration against women enrages
this Pennsylvania older married male,
cuz females inherent reproductive rights violated
occasioning this extemporaneous diatribe
absolute zero peace of mind
extant among national female community
must exhort against inherent pro choice
to terminate unwanted pregnancy,
especially if vicious physical molestation
forced to be encumbered
with violent impregnation
feeding in utero parasite of HATE
unwanted baby constant reminder
brutal assault sexual
potential barbarous perpetrators
empowered misogynistic beasts
overturn sanctity biology bestowed
child bearers revolt against demoniacal
legislation, this fellow livid with rage
foments revolution, he doth decry
unfair penalty sabotaged privacy
endangering mental, physical, spiritual
well being, asper threatening welfare
concerning calamitous encroachment
cancerous, egregious, ferocious...brutality
lurks around every corner
nonconsensual execrable attacks,
vis a vis brutal, contagious, deleterious...
creating hellacious environment
jeopardizing sanctity, safety, security
renting asunder irrecoverable,
irreparable, irrevocable...undeserved
cursed fate unleashed by one pen stroke
nullifying sacred covenant bestowed
since dawn (and eve) of consciousness
maternal pact cleft as horrible incorrigible
jackanapes knock living daylights
every girl, lass, lady...
she must fear all approaching men
suddenly, I become suspect
driving chasm between both genders,
thus the emergency alarm clangs
deafening sensitive eardrums!
Categories:
governor, abortion, abuse, age, america,
Form:
Political Verse
January 13 Scripture Meditations Based on Genesis 42-45
Key Verse – Genesis 42:6 And Joseph was the governor over the land…
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR BEING MY LIFE-GOVERNOR
Thank You for being my life-Governor I must praise
While I bow down before You upon Your leadership’s brace
Sincerely seeking You and Your grace
In my pursuit to please You along life’s race.
Thank You for being my life-Governor I must esteem
While I radiate in Your light’s holy gleam
Sincerely beseeching You and Your approval’s beam
In my desire to glorify You through the way You deem.
Thank You for being my life-Governor I must follow
While I submit to Your leadership along Your loving glow
Sincerely obeying You and Your commands as my pride I swallow
In my goal to prioritize You midst sorrow and failures’ blow.
Thank You for being my life-Governor I must honour
While I lay myself at Your altar of sacrifice having You as my gift donor
Sincerely acknowledging You and Your power’s might of sovereign tenor
In my aim to choose You foremost among conditions or preferences of or and nor.
Thank You for being my life-Governor I must respect
While I surrender to Your rulership in every aspect
Sincerely lifting You and Your name whenever I worshipfully introspect
In my resolution to magnify You in my stewardship of biblical circumspect.
Thank You for being my life-Governor I must serve
While I offer my all to Your mercy-throne without any reserve
Sincerely giving all to You and Your ministry where my life You preserve
In my willingness to labour for You with my utmost which You deserve.
January 13, 2022
Categories:
governor, blessing, christian, faith, god,
Form:
Rhyme
The Governor Gets the Bad News
By Elton Camp
Since President Obama can’t run again
The presidency is open for anyone to win
The salary’s okay, but nothing so great
But the benefits would be hard to hate
In free, public housing POTUS resides
And is supplied a long, black limo besides
He never has to mow the yard or weed
A plumber’s on staff to meet any need
Another bonus that is extremely neat
He has Camp David as his own retreat
A staff of servants are at his command
A fine jet’s ready to use on his demand
Chris Christie thought all that was so fine
“Oh, how much I wish that job were mine!”
But he didn’t welcome with the same delight
Finding POTUS pays for his food--every bite
Categories:
governor, humor,
Form:
Rhyme