The President started this as an experiment
To squash critical thinking mixing with mirth.
The Leader of the Free World wondered
"Well what is it worth? They make fun of me, cause dissent."
And the ordinance was made.
And the boredinance began.
Personally,
I've already been fined $500
For just now writing the word "boredinance."
Such is life!
In No Humor Town.
Categories:
fined, humor,
Form: Free verse
Who are you?
Where did you come from?
I was feeling blue
Looking for what's true
You brought warmth to my mind
You made me want to fix my heart
But I can't allow my head to be fined
And my heart is missing a part
Will you see my fear?
Do you know my pain?
While we stand on the pier
These questions fill my brain
Categories:
fined, break up, deep, emotions,
Form: Rhyme
Old fat spider tweaking in a tree!
Old fat spider can’t see me!
Adderall! Adderall!
Names to call,
Call while tweaking, lost to me.
Old Trumpnoddy, all big body,
Runs rough-shoddy, all can see!
Adderall! Adderall!
Down you fall!
He's too busy tweaking and he's lost to me!
Fani and Letitia playing games
weaving webs to wind him.
Addled, laughs and calls them names,
but they already fined him!
Want to win? You need the middle;
but you're are fat and lazy.
Tweeting, tweaking, won't get acquittal,
in your cobwebs crazy.
(With apologies to J.R.R. Tolkien's fine poem in The Hobbit)
Categories:
fined, political,
Form: Rhyme
Not above the law no more Donald Trump
Let's see you tap dance out of this slump
Fined for almost a billion
Not even worth a million
Dance away while we high five and fist bump!
In the poor house now, his money captured
Tarnished karma irreparably fractured
Votes in spite his deceit
We all know he'll defeat
Nikki is nominee if Trump's raptured!
Not above the law no more Donald Trump
We'll no longer be fooled, I'm no chump!
Half a billion you'll pay
This just isn't your day
No more bending down to kiss your rump!
Categories:
fined, humorous, political,
Form: Limerick
As of today you need to watch your mouth and what you say.
We have always been able to hurt someone's feelings by our words.
Tell them off or bring them down.
Now do it and you will be fined.
First time $500.00.
Each time after $1,000 each.
Categories:
fined, hurt, spoken word, words,
Form: Prose
For once this is a poem that really happened to me a long time ago.
______________________________________
Sometimes I recall some deed of the past,
Why, that day I was really aghast.
I felt angry and humiliated
Decision taken made me frustrated.
I was just fifteen or so at that time,
A teacher considered mine a crime.
I was guilty, and easily distracted.
Outside I saw fireworks that attracted.
My teacher suffered from persecution,
He was strict, distracted no solution.
I was sent out of class, got reported,
Detention and conduct so distorted.
So there I was all alone in a class,
Punished by a maniac, harsh and crass.
I did not flinch but mutely bore it all.
Never went to his class despite his call.
Time passed all was forgiven, I was kind,
Thanked the lord my father was never fined.
Categories:
fined, memory,
Form: Couplet
He was hit with a healthy fine
That drove him out of his mind
He attacked the clerk
Who called him a jerk
Then assumed that everything was fine
Categories:
fined, fun,
Form: Limerick
The ex-president
The uncontrolled self-admiring ex-president Trump
of sexual aggression against a dignified lady who waited
for 27 years to report him
They had tried to get him for rape, and failed, so they
his many political enemies found a middle distance and
he and fined 5 million dollars.
As for the ex-president, I can’t think of anyone I dislike
Then these despicable persons spoke for those
called deplorable; by other politicians who elected him.
Trump hollers about being cheated for his second round
As president, that can have been true; the system liked
To get rid of him as he is too famous to be murdered.
I can say this: with president Trump the war in Ukraine
would not have happened as it has under the president
Joe Biden, who got stuck in a cold war attitude.
Categories:
fined, abuse, anger, blessing, blue,
Form: Blank verse
If lawyers get de-barred and clergymen de-frocked
Does it naturally follow and make sense
That electricians are de-lighted and cowboys de-ranged?
Need some answers, no sitting on the fence!
Can a motorist be de-fined, or a balloon be de-flated
This silliness surely must stop
Do dead mailmen de-liver, are old ships de-ported
Better stop before I call a burly cop
Do musicians get de-noted, dry cleaners de-pressed?
Now hold on, I'm getting quite upset
Can models be de-posed, do tree surgeons de-bark?
Haven't heard any answers as yet
Do skirts get de-pleted, has your hair been de-parted?
This must be some kind of a plot
Artists quit by de-sign, symphonies de-compose?
I think about de-strings a lot!
Categories:
fined, fun,
Form: Free verse
If a pickle brings a paddle
To a party in the fall,
And the court is colored umber
And it looks just like the ball,
Would you relish the cucumber
Who was forced to make the call,
Or the dill-ettante not worth his salt,
Who knows no rules at all?
Or that silly little gherkin
Who suddenly got hot,
‘Cuz that dink into the kitchen
Was his bread-and-butter shot,
And the pickleball had landed
Somewhere near the center line,
But all the little gherkin did
Was to brine till he got fined?
If they played it on the sabbath,
Is it kosher for a dill
To slap that little gherkin
And to tell him just to chill?
But the classic was that Vlasic
Who was spying on that sour,
And they caught him with the cornichon
A-peeping in the shower.
No matter how you slice it,
If you relish it or not,
I don’t need to embellish it,
That spicy sour was hot!
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for the It's a Pickle Party Poetry Contest
sponsored by Mystic Rose Rose
written on 09/07/2022
Categories:
fined, silly,
Form: Rhyme
When time is not favorable
Grow not mentally feeble
Just wait for something better
Patience is a great matter
Always fate will not be bad
A fine time can be surely had
We have to adjust our mind
Or else, we will be just fined
Keep your cool and wait
Fall not in worry's bait
Time will sanction glory
Try feeling not very sorry
In life, hurdle is very common
This must be known to men
Defeats only shape our life
Life is tasteless with no strife
Quietly pursue your golden goal
Dedicate for that your whole soul
Peace will flow along with victory
You will enter into books of history.
Categories:
fined, cool, feelings, health,
Form: Rhyme
There is an old lady from Morocco,
Who cries whenever she smells tobacco,
She sued her neighbour,
Fined three weeks labour,
She sleeps with a lamp beside, called Jack-O.
June 1, 2022,
Howmanysyllables.com
Categories:
fined, funny, humorous,
Form: Limerick
To The Begging Blind
Be squarely kind:
The ones walking our streets lined
But also those doing it singly
And sort of acting kingly!
The Blind also battling with a limp
And The Ones who seem A Pimp,
Never them to a halt grind
Nor to a spot with stories bind;
In their front leading, not behind
Their guide pretend you’d signed
And their alms release like one fined …
With The Begging Blind
Deal with an open mind.
Categories:
fined, care, health, image, money,
Form: Rhyme
Waiting for trains used to be our great fun,
And added much joys for us cute children;
One hour, they announced, hours long continued,
With games after games, our wits got renewed...!
Hours prolonged; games, like us, got very tired,
We felt as though, by journey, we were hired;
No waiting rooms; no least village lounges;
We slept on platforms and did much scrounge...!
Whenever we could hear a long whistle,
Our hairs stood puzzled like hare hairs bristle;
No time to know time as sleep got brim-filled,
Travelling by dream-trains, we got well-thrilled...!
When 'Khaki-clad' woke us up frequently,
We kept squeezing our eyes not so gently;
We were like toys of china, they did feel,
Our life-trains, to them, we did not conceal...!
When, ultimately, the train did arrive,
Elders woke us; our spirits could not thrive;
Sleep, seemed our gloriously gifted gift,
Not to be lost for mere train benefit...!
We woke, in the morning; alas, did find,
For sleeping there long, we're heavily fined;
Our voyage, as started, seemed did not end,
Trains of travels, yet, in mind, did get blend...!
16 March 2022
Categories:
fined, life, travel,
Form: Rhyme
There are policemen in the subways
Who refuse to wear their masks.
Ironic, since enforcement
Of that rule’s among their tasks.
When a patron on the platform
Asked some cops if they’d obey,
They at first pretended that because
His mask was in the way…
They couldn’t hear him but, of course,
Somebody filmed the scene,
So everyone could see the cop
Was simply being mean.
What followed was much worse; that cop
And partner pushed the guy
Right through the exit with no
Legal explanation why.
With half the force unvaccinated,
Masks should be required
And those who won’t obey should be
Suspended, fined or fired.
Categories:
fined, new york, power,
Form: Rhyme
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