Are gay jockeys fruit of the loom,
when riding a race on the course,
and would they need a leg-up,
to get on their high horse?
Bucking the system in a one-horse town,
or in the middle of a stream,
to look for gifts in a horse's mouth,
is not the smartest scheme.
Would a long-faced horse, a sourpuss,
not wanting to be a player,
bolt the barn door
and be a neigh-sayer?
If a broke cowboy, saddled with a nag,
a dark horse of a different colour that's *****,
were bent, a crooked rustler,
would he sell you a bum steer?
Now Israel’s a southern estate
Irate Texans squeal feeling hate
This deal in their rear
Is a long horn’s bum steer
But cash gift cards trump this debate
in wheel missing cog
Trump had been an under dog
brain like lump on log
never will want here
hope that he does disappear
part of a bum steer
could tell by the thunder
a bus Trump was caught under
one more big blunder
will commit a crime
Trump never has been on time
did write a poor rhyme
Trump had day in court
missed paying his child support
sold all of us short
has been a real pill
when Trump wiil veto bill
head hit window cill
Trump in each essence
never had any pleasance
mangled many pheasants
opponents strangle
many deals Trump will wrangle
things together tangle
Trump did tare his shirt
He has put us on alert
put his hand up skirt
You see a junkie, I see
Low self-esteem.
You see a problem, I see someone
Swimming against the stream.
You see a coke fiend, I see
Pain and fear.
You see a criminal, I see
A bum-steer.
You see an alcoholic, I see
Social-anxiety.
You see a loser, I see
Future sobriety.
You see an addict, I see
Someone's child.
You see a disgrace, I see someone's
Problems compiled.
You see a prostitute, I see someone
Caught in addiction.
You see a jail bird, I see
Their conviction.
You see a self-centered person,
I see the disease.
You see death,
I see someone ill at ease.
You see a pill head,
I see someone in pain.
You see no hope, I see
Someone caught in the rain.
You see a lost cause, I see
A willing to change.
You see someone evil, I see
The exchange.
You see denial, I see
Someone willing to try.
You see them in hell, I see
A person reaching for the sky.
You see a dope-fiend, I see
A new soul.
You see a creature, I see the
Way out of the hole.
You see a lost person,
I see their heart.
You see the end,
I see a new start.
Turbo1904
should say some short prayer
for those who fight over there
had found to bare
seemed to always scare
having another nightmare
left in much despair
this with you will share
God does treat me with much care
We both are a great pair
trump we will ignore
not be around anymore\
who we do deplore
trump bawdy and loud
around is horrible crowd
does think is endowed
has been a bum steer
who now is no longer here
glad did disappear
to me here is toast
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Jim Horn
Are Times That Lies Trump Is Telling
Are times that lies Trump is telling;
With big mouth yelling and yelling;
A bum steer;
Pain in rear;
Had been seeing big head swelling.
Jim Horn
Management Style More Like A Menagerie
What we did discover was politician's strategy,
When compared to everything else is contrary;
Loud and clear,
A bum steer;
Management style now more like a menagerie.
Jim Horn
Afraid of Trump
Hope that Trump's history does disappear
Being President all of us now do fear
And sure thinks he is a know it all
He loves being in a bar room brawl
Definitely gave supporters a bum steer.
Jim Horn
History of Trump
Hope Trump's history does disappear
Being President we all of us did fear
Thinking he was always a know it all
Although brain appears to be small
He definitely did give us a bum steer.
Of Trump what will be word content
Never understood what he meant
And beyond belief it all had been
Also for certain he will sin again
He should give up and relent.
To Trump this is an introduction
Welcome to world of seduction
Three times had been a groom
Two of them sealed their doom
Molest women has a compunction.
A while for Trump we had waited
For someone to have him sedated
And him be put out of his misery
Abusing woman has a long history
Told may fibs that were fabricated.
Regarding sex Trump is repulsive
And tells lies while being allusive
About him woman are complaining
A complete idiot sure is remaining
All evidence has been conclusive.
Trump in tower lives in an apartment
And abusing women we could prevent
Many women on him will be unloading
Become excited and on him exploding
Soon to hell we hope he will be sent.
Jim Horn
Trump Be Sedated Horn Limerick
All rules and regulations repudiated
Trump has been horrible and hated
From him have had a bum steer
Full of agony and much fear
Should leave us alone and be sedated.
Jim Horn
Hillary Is Here Horn Haiku
We all could be cured
If by Trump where never lured
By God were assured.
Learned there was a leak
So Trump we started to seek
Orange hair with red check.
Been given bum steer
Went away who we did fear
Hillary is here.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
When I read his story, it seemed quite funny.
What did this guy do with all his money?
He earned eighty million dollars during his athletic career.
Somewhere on the road of life, he took a bum steer.
He had two best friends from his television show.
Both women took the man and gave him the heave-ho.
It is not just a rainy day where this fellow is concerned.
He’s enduring a hurricane, and he’s getting burned.
He will not receive offers from any professional team.
The man must get some other work, it would seem.
From a news story found on AOL.
I was travelling to Thursford, one day in the car
And I’d followed directions I’d got in the bar
We were on Caister road, was it left was it right
It was late, we were lost we were losing the light
We spotted a policeman and asked of him “pray,
Thursford my friend, can you tell me the way”
Well, he started to chuckle, he grinned then he laughed
Said “ you’ve listened to John, you’ve been pretty daft
It’s a good forty mile, you’ve had a bum steer
It’ll take you an hour, cos it’s nowhere near here”
So Johnny, old pal, your directions are crap
And, next time I go out I’m consulting a map
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