Howdy kids,just checking in.Contrary to every ornery ,,fear mongering,
Youtube posting ,profiting from our angst, jackasses ,oh yeah and the nightly news, so far we have made it through the much prophecied eclipse.My daughter and I took it in together outside the gym we go to.You had a parking lot of people on one side and me and my daughter alone on the opposite side alongside our cars for quick take off should the zombie apocolypse commence.When totality was reached applause took place ,a little premptively I thought .Would it not be better to save it for the suns return ? I had been telling her that supposedly to the upper !eft of the sun during totality you should be able to see Jupitor,and at the three and four oclock area mercury venus,and mars.When it happened I looked up to see if I could see Jupitor and saw two fuzzy but good sized orbs in that general area.I alerted my cosmic viewing companion who pointed out they were the parking lot lights that had come on.Anyway,we had fun,nothing untoward occurred to my knowledge,and trust me ,I was looking Still am. Your friend,one spooked kook .
Categories:
jackasses, adventure,
Form: Free verse
We the Peeps are masked and fattened
lady liberty is splayed wide for business
for those who want an easy piece
and for those who want to diss her.
The economy is all but trashed
there's a zombie in the white house
stomping the heart of the working man..
and you thought Mister Orange was rad.
I laughed aloud when a friend said
that Jesus would've been a democrat..
I don't think my friend knows a thing
about constitution or the 10 commandments.
I think jesus would've been an independent
and rubbed the noses of jackasses and elephants
into a pile of their own excrement...
Categories:
jackasses, america, celebration, columbus day,
Form: Free verse
How very much I do despise,
The tyranny of fear and lies.
That throws us at each others throats.
Like rabid, heartless billy-goats.
A stench-filled world, where morality
no longer exists.
The only things honored are thugs
and fists.
Where you are censored, if you do not
follow the crowd.
With their hooves they will stomp you,
If you dare sing your own song
Where jackasses on TV, bray everyday.
Filling our hearts with hopeless, idiotic dismay.
Threats against all freedoms are du jour.
As mindless billy goats do cheer and concur.
Idiotic mandates are freedom's foe.
From a mindless loon in the White House, an
unintelligible schmoe, named Joe?
9/19/21
Categories:
jackasses, angst,
Form: Rhyme
War elephants and jackasses
with their endless stomping and braying
from Saigon to Afghanistan
Siamese scripts depicting..
blood for oil
death for profit
blood for lithium
death for prophet
from tricky dicky's Saigon saga
to
Hidin' Biden's Afghanistan withdraw debacle
to
Obama's sacrificial lamb ambassador in Benghazi
to
Mr. Peanut's 444 days of terror in Tehran
(it's all been a horrible waste of time and flesh)
Nothing gained
from a half century of war
the grunts and the poor always pay
when terror regains the reins-
You cannot scrub clean
the stains of a regime
that has the homefield advantage
and keeps crapping on itself-
Categories:
jackasses, abuse, perspective,
Form: Free verse
Very soon marmosets and moose
will get their vaccines.
A lone gnome fishes in a Koi pond.
The light of the moon
has been dimmed by a Chinese switch.
Elite bands of cockatoos
fight for free speech, but just for themselves.
Preening jackasses bray in the green rain
and the songs are all the same.
A fearful old man stammers in the dark.
So far the greater apes are in ascendance
however, a turtle and trumpet alliance
has formed a combo of resistance.
Four masks a day and a cup of instant propaganda
keep us hiding behind a surreal subterfuge.
Afghan warlords wander empty streets
handing out relief packages.
Birds rent-out tree space to killer bees.
Belfry’s are bankrupted by fleeing bats.
Harpies and stool pigeons
turn in their stools for further interrogation.
King Kong whimpers inside a skyscraper closet,
too shy and lonely now
to swat even the smallest of biplanes.
Categories:
jackasses, poetry,
Form: Free verse
JACK OF ALL CARDS??
Factotum polymath of a soul,
here's the one that has it all
yet a comprehensive sciolist still stand tall.
Jack of clubs??:
Lack two-thirds
but still ride against all odds,
as an odd, joins class of gods.
Jack of diamonds??:
Strengthens our bonds,
our jewelry glitters as our studs,
not all that glitters is gold.
Jack of hearts??:
Tactical winner-breaker of hearts
even without being caught in the act,
Says "flattery artilleries are my Arts".
Jack of spades??:
Goal-digger with no help or aids,
the home of jackasses is Hades,
till then, build legacy that never fades.
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright © July, 2020.
Categories:
jackasses, 1st grade, celebrity, crazy,
Form: Rhyme
Clowns at the Abyss
I’m not a communist,
I’m a Democratic Socialist
Cries the independent Elitist
It’s a right to have healthcare
It’s a right to have welfare
Yet, funding for these generous proposals is no-where.
The clown behind the podium is a saint with your resources.
He proposes everyone pay their fair share, but more so by titan economic forces.
He hails we all work hard, or maybe not, assuming he is a party to the class of workhorses.
But the political party leaders are less like workhorses and more like jackasses.
For they too look down on their Animal Farm with tilted looking glasses.
Under their more-equal-than other proposals, in time all resources will be exhausted for the masses.
We have seen in the last century the million on million dead from empty promises given with a kiss.
We witnessed the suffering. Excuse me but was there something I missed?
If we cannot resist repeating our mistakes, like clowns we be, looking up from the bottom of an abyss.
Coveting is not a virtue.
You can vote your way into Socialism,
but you have to shoot your way out.
by Martin Braun
3/2/2020
Categories:
jackasses, america, conflict, corruption, freedom,
Form: Rhyme
Petition
We animals and after mature cogitation
Enunciate bury the hatchet and in peace abide
To the law of the jungle oppose our deprivation
Terminate the masquerade and nature commodities equally divide
Confide to pathetic humans the charge
To their lust grotesque for power leverage
Revamp hostility to supremacy attain
Ignoramus jackasses seeking to hold the reins
Pharaohs,stars and emperors long proclaimed
The commanded the skies and earth germane
Their bones under earth's scum alighted
Unhurriedly putrefied and fetid smell did remain
It though takes all kinds to make a world
With disparate feathers flock like a bird.
Abdelwaheb Dhaou.
Categories:
jackasses, animal, crazy, irony,
Form: Rhyme
I'm watching the downfall of the nation I served
Leadership bought by the middle East has me unnerved
Our flag waving in glory still makes this old heart swell
But our chance of survival is that of a snowball in hell
Our pride's been replaced by government subsidized laws
Free homes, free phones, free care, we no longer fight for a cause
Dependent on government we can no longer be called man
Just jackasses and sheep, no longer part of the plan
The end of an era with a system that's beginning to smell
Our chance of rebuilding is that of a snowball in hell
The state of the union has working Americans irate
Too many dreams have been shattered since 2008
Financially destroyed by a man on a mission, pray tell
Our chance of achieving is that of a snowball in hell
Categories:
jackasses, political,
Form: Couplet
College Tuition Goes Up and Up
By Elton Camp
There is hardly any college that even tries
To find a way it can reasonably economize
With their plans it doesn’t seem it need fit
Because they have found a money-filled pit
If the college’s finances should get a bit rough
Then on students & parents they make it tough
Tuition and fees they will raise again this year
Also the next year, so reductions they never fear
They think there’s no limit to what folks will pay
It doesn’t bother them to treat students that way
So they try to see just how much they can get
No matter about student loans and crushing debt
They hire deans, secretaries and assistants galore
So they just have to charge ever more and more
Greedy professors demand always increasing pay
Lest, like a herd of angry jackasses they will bray
But students may decide it isn’t worth the cost
And then to the colleges, everything will be lost
We will then see a bunch of unemployed slobs
For without enough students they will have no jobs
Categories:
jackasses, education
Form: Rhyme
Charade
I get tired of people, who put on a charade,
Their true feelings you can never gauge.
The mirror is cloudy, their stance is blurred,
What they have to say, you’ve already heard.
From both sides of their mouth, they love to speak,
But their point of view is always weak.
They never admit defeat; never agree to be wrong,
They play it over and over, like a worn out song.
They are the master of nothing, but a professor of all,
Always willing to let someone else take the fall.
Their charade is always on display, what a show they put on,
They are the jackasses of the political farm.
Categories:
jackasses, life
Form: Rhyme
The people are afraid of the change they see coming,
It is like the mask has been removed and the site is quite numbing.
The way I was taught was that the elected official was to be the voice of the masses,
But the ones we have elected now seem to be more like jackasses.
They seem to be determined to bury us all,
Bury us all with so much debt that it will be our downfall.
How can they give away money they didn’t have in the first place?
Personally I think they are only there for themselves and they’d cut off their own nose
just to spite their face.
The decisions they make are appalling and they say they are for our own good,
Why are they changing things we’ve lived with for over two hundred years, maybe I just
misunderstood.
Could be I’m just too old and don’t want to change,
Cause I will never accept things I know to be deranged.
I was taught never to let someone force stuff on me that I know is wrong,
And to me if it is not in the Bible it just doesn’t belong.
Someday we will all stand in judgment of the things that we do,
And I hope I have a front row seat when these politicians get everything they’ve got due
Categories:
jackasses, angst, politicalme,
Form: Verse