How to steal the wealth in this town?
This question was high on the dockets.
Oh yes, the wealth would "Trickle Down,"
But, only reached "Senator's Pockets!"
Results delayed by Washington's games,
As the panic and chaos mounted.
All were too weak to face the flames,
As we got filleted and counted!
The debate would never be won,
The argument was one-sided.
While some was blinded by the sun,
ALL were conquered and divided!
Today's parents better protect,
Lambs, you call, son or daughter.
Those affected by their neglect,
Will be led into the slaughter!
Categories:
dockets, political,
Form: Rhyme
Spit fire and spin honey,
the target-a wealthy man and his money.
She has no other talent that qualifies,
just the sum of what quantifies.
She's got cause and family ties,
under the guise of friendship and lies.
Depending on time to line her pockets,
she waits like a spider to sign the dockets.
The honey it dries,
the old man dies.
It evokes such pain and indifference,
targets of especial sentimental significance".
Categories:
dockets, deep, extended metaphor, family,
Form: Rhyme
Short Arms Limerick
By Tom Wright
10-5-2019
I had a best friend facing two court dockets,
Judge said pay your fines or trouble skyrockets.
Then it came to light,
This man wasn’t tight,
“He just had short arms and deep pockets”
Categories:
dockets, best friend,
Form: Limerick
"Millions of minions, pinioned by their sickened dominions,
asking for the opinions of popular Virginians who reside
in the capitals and Capitol of our nation's vacant soul!--
Millions of minions in search of a perch, it can be white
birch, black birch, or even a church, all looking for ways
to pad their padded pockets, it's all a rigged game in the
game of loaded dockets!"
"Excuse me sir...
But will you sit down and please shut up--
Now's not the time for civilian positions on race, religion,
or social conditions; it's best you put a lid on it because
in here there's absolutely only one opinion to which you
better da'mn well listen--
There's no talking in the theater! Now be a good Minion
and enjoy the show."
February 17, 2016
Categories:
dockets, satire,
Form: Free verse
Constable
To pinpoint or to finger a Constable
Is treasonous and abominable
Dockets and summons may state:
‘Charged for subverting the State!’
Reorientation my men deserve
They know no longer who to serve.
They fast run with the swift hare
Sharing its calamities of the snare
Then hunt with the ravenous hound
Whose victims are death-bound.
Could he have trained to chase
And not to analyse the case?!
JM
09th February 2014
Categories:
dockets, betrayal,
Form: Couplet
Bill and Kate are wed and I wish them well
They are so in love far as I can tell
But they've got to learn so much
To evince that royal touch
So not from Queen Liz to catch 'oly 'ell
Wave as if screwing light bulbs in sockets
Billy keep your hands out of your pockets
Wear perpetual glowers
Never serve Liz Whiskey Sours
Zazas she likes for happy hour dockets
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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Categories:
dockets, funny, romance
Form: Limerick