I’ve never dined on caviar,
The finest instead, a Mars bar.
No palace key for this housing Czar
Sip water alone, not at a gilded bar.
The challenge must be taken on the chin
And not merely with audacious spin
A moratorium won’t fix the cause
Of that usurious interest clause
And gestures from the righteous
To address this crisis
Have long past worn thin
Though life is well-equipped with knocks
Nonetheless, the misery clocks
And platitudes from a soapbox
Won’t outfox a notice
Sliding through the letterbox
There’s no bright light from the corporate sphere,
Shining down on hardship, here
Though those with good jobs try to spread cheer
Their lives are not as good as they appear
With some sleeping in a car
Obtaining meals from Spar, just near.
Happy birthday, Brother Oscar,
The chief rules with authority;
The power possessed by the czar
Is no match to the Almighty.
Topic: Birthday of Oscar Eclarinal (March 22)
czar barr
he has been called czar
attorney general barr
became rising star
what we had was urge
pandemic able to purge
while preventing surge
was the one who carves
does design all of her scarves
with swirls and curves
found that trump was full
of lies and a bunch of bull
who does have much pull
could have been the cure
what we will have to endure
having been mature
exact example
of adequate and ample
supply of sample.
Jim Horn
The Czar’s happily fawning sycophants,
Threw flattery onto him like a cloak.
Marched in his rallies like S.S. ants.
Lackeys, bootlicks, and lickspittles. Ain’t no joke!
Surrounded him with compliments and affection.
Foolhardy Emperor was so incredibly pleased no doubt.
Incredulously thought he had won the election!
Until he sneezed and a four-year-old called him out.
To me sovereign means being boss,
Taking charge of every gain or loss,
Being responsible to do the right things
To help your subjects try their wings.
Sovereign to me means being queen or king or Czar
Sovereign to me means being revered like a shining star.
If I woke up tomorrow, and could rule a country, I would not.
However, if I was given the planet, I would dive in, all hot.
I would make rules that would benefit the most, not the few.
Hire scientists and environmentalists to clean our world up too.
I would encourage spiritualists to thrive, and spread joy.
Not limit any one religion to your girl or your boy.
I would encourage your children to take the lead and invent
Things that would abolish our current government.
I would encourage them to love, and laugh, and enjoy.
I would give respect and freedom to each girl and boy.
To me sovereign means being the boss.
I would do what I could, no matter what cost.
I would show my subjects the joy in giving,
in loving, and learning, and making a living.
Once upon a shining star
There came a man who would be czar
Never been to the laundromat,
He always was an autocrat.
Born to wealth with silver forks and spoons,
Commoners he felt were big buffoons.
Married some, others merely subpoenaed
Finally he wed a gorgeous sweet czarina
He bought her houses, towers good and gold.
She was beautiful, young as he was old.
He wanted to keep her under absolute rule.
But he also wore diapers and did a little drool.
She ran off in the middle of the night with her son so fine.
The czar was quite angry and yelled, “Prove he was mine!”
American fawning pawn
wearing a king crown
How far down will you bow
to the Kremlin ground?
Peppermint kisses of appeasement
suit your licorice lips well
Shameless nude tongue abasement ...
snuggle close
to the Siberian imperial Impale
cloaked veil
Democracy pierced to the heart,
sold as a whore
for a few rubles more
Czar tissue formed on the orifice of freedom violation
Lady Liberty given over to suffer
vile degradation
by a leader butt bent and subservient
National security compromised —
prostituted for a marquee name display
Such servile, covetous billing ...
what price will Democracy pay
for the Gulag trick lay?
Adopted Cossack son,
holding the cipher keys to the kingdom,
stay bastardly submissive loyal
to your KGB domineering spy master
Getting a perverse thrill
when you hear the citizen cries
from the repeated dictatorial violations
Constitution issue gets no pardon —
Ruble khan decree:
execute the Little Caesar executive decision
Once the new czar tissue hardens,
how fast will the tyranny disease spread
from the lip dysentery infection transmission?