For the sleigh team there applied ten:
Nine deer and a man born of men;
Though trembling with fear,
Santa’s choice was clear:
Rudolf instead of Dolf Lundgren.
Ol' Frosty was struggling to count-
He couldn’t get his numbers to mount.
He dropped his mid-weight
To look like an eight
And so now can give good account.
Santa stipulated stocked shelves
And so yelled and screamed at his elves;
Thrown in a tizzy,
His elves got busy,
At once unionizing themselves!
Categories:
dolf, humorous,
Form: Limerick
Black lives matter
yes they do
Blue lives matter too.
Green and red and yellow lives
I’m all on board - no lie.
But when you say that “ALL lives matter”
you’ve lost me, and here’s why:
I seriously doubt that you
agree that every life
is as important as the next
Oh really, Barney Fife?
So tell me - and I’m sorry for
invoking Godwin’s Law
but what about that Hitler guy?
Now don’t you hem and haw!
You said “ALL lives” - so do you mean
that people like ol’ Dolf are just
as valuable as you and me?
Why shouldn’t he be dust?
And what about the Ku Klux Klan?
And what about the Taliban?
And what of ISIS (or ISIL)
who stay up nights to plan their kills?
So all lives matter? Really now –
That just seems very wrong, somehow.
Categories:
dolf, political,
Form: Rhyme