He writes op-eds for Fox and admires Don Bongino, Ed Henry, Brian Kilmeade,
Trey Gowdy, Bill Hemmer, Will Cain, Jason Chaffetz, Stuart Barney, Jesse Watters, Raymond Arroyo, Tucker Carlson, Laura Ingraham, Mark Levin, Pete
Hegseth, Greg Gutfeld, and Lou Dobbs.
He predicted as a result of the 2020 election the country would be bitter, democrats would be blamed for making Trump into a monster, they would lose their power within two years and be considered a radical party.
He predicted that Biden would have no popular support, would not be able to put through any legislation, would never have a nominee for Supreme Court Justice and would eventually be relieved of his duties.
Even though most saw Trump as vulgar, uncouth, divisive and eccentric, Hanson would still vote for him. He saw Trump as a builder, dynamic leader, a regular guy from Queens and a better choice even with his bad boy attitude.
Categories:
hanson, political,
Form: Free verse
Duane Hanson maker of hypereal
gives his art a distinctive zeal
He loved all things down-to-earth
the common place gave his art its worth
Categories:
hanson, art, people,
Form: Clerihew
Anna Hanson died on her birthday,
“She had a seizure, swallowed her tongue.”
three hours before her 13th year had begun.
“What is epilepsy?” We needed to know.
Pretty packages, ribbons and bows,
Never to be enjoyed ... like forgotten cake
No birthday...just a wake.
… no gifts required...
Her party dress became burial attire
Joining her parents,
we will never forget
that a long life is quickly shortened by death.
The cruelty of life bloomed at twelve.
Breaking our fragile protective shells
Becoming a teen ager is harder for some.
Categories:
hanson, 8th grade, birthday, death
Form: Free verse
The clip clop of the horse in front
As we cuddled together in the Hanson Cab
A chilly wind blows the branches in the trees
And the rain patters softly on the roof
Your sweet perfume intrigues me
As I hold your hands I gently warm them
The London streets are cobbled and wet
And I wanted this moment to be forever
We talk together and I can see the laughter
In your eyes and your loving smile
The cab stops and I shelter you from the rain
As we run together happily inside to our flat.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Categories:
hanson, love,
Form: Ballad
There are some things in life I refuse to do
To my princples and virtues I must be true
People give in to their temptations every day
Certain muscial acts I tell myself stay away
At the discos, it's time to move, no room for romancin'
A sign clearly posted reads there's no dancin' to Hanson
Teeny boppers weak in their knees
Just wanna be Hanson groupies
These boys still play with their Hotwheels and Lincoln Logs
They are changing their stage name to Three Blonde Dawgs
These boys are nothing to look at, no second glancin'
There is a Hanson Haters Club that strictly opposes dancin' to Hanson
The youngest boy fits in good with the little girls
The middle one sparkles at night when donning his evening pearls
The oldest one is considered the puppet master
Kiss refused Hanson a remix of their song Plaster Caster
Eventually they were drummed out of town, I believe they moved to Missourri, to a town called Branson
What a paradise for them, a local disco that plays only music performed by Hanson
Categories:
hanson, funny
Form: I do not know?