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DONALD TRUMP – RE: DUCKS --
this portion dashed off
(while dry ving an open white hearse slay
so many months back before
slated him slotted the most coveted
Casino biggest win - before the political imbroglio
much more upsetting than today
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Axe the old don
A trump peter n piper of incredulous hellish crud - be gone
With the ha air brushed pompous ****
so the Macy jackal hound doth run
After public outcry yelps
for his hide and proletarian discord won!
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Donald Duck Trump ™$ - a pompous ass
makes war with his big brass
knuckles and bucket of crass
maligns vis a vis character assassination with bro kin glass
inciting banal deathly hallowed expletives
toward lass sees – especially
Fox Television news anchorwoman Megyn Kelly
inducing said personality to bear the brunt of brutish mass
of vitriolic n vile insults from incriminating verbal pass
so…ex post facto viz mine NO VOTE from me
thus this digital screed to disallow him
to accept the oath of office, cuz he will hurrahs
from such a snooty arrogant simian with sass!
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I van a try to describe while sitting on me rump
How he oh bomb in lee rages with gnashing teeth
while back a slump
Blasting Democratic nomination as a sham –
From special interest bro and sis turn pump
He, the epitomy of crass bloviation, a malignant lump
Whose rants sans presidential outcome a sham rocking red bull
in a China shop with his millions beds this,
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That and another woman to bareback jump
Disseminating gene pool –
Obama null lee birthing more Quakers
and additionally doth hump
The mass media as some foolhardy charade
And caricature of a frazzled grump
This arboreal clothed ape
Erecting Taj Mahal phallic symbol where players dump
And gamble away hard earn cash
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For his hello kitty, as if that cachet to grind and bump
Lambasting with that maniacal leering pout
while hair rum runs rampant with red bulls
In a China shop atop his bulbous aerosol sprayed heady measly shaped
ulterior motive aimed his sights to become Pastor of Muppets
Dis eased cranial hologram
Of a cretaceous, facetious and insidious mump.
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By: Baron von Ivan Mal N. Ya.
Axe the old Don, a trump peter n piper
of incredulous hellish crud - be gone
ha air brushed pompous ****
Sunkist in Macy's window
then like a jackal hound, he doth run
after public outcry yelps
for his hide leaving
proletarian discord re: pyrrhic victory won.
Donald Duck Trump ™$ - a pompous ass
makes war with his big brass
knuckles and bucket of crass
maligns vis a vis character assassination
while kissing thing kith
darting forked tongue sharp as bro kin glass
inciting banal deathly hallowed
expletives toward lass
sees – especially Fox Television
news anchor woman Megyn Kelly
(quite so many ill mannered indiscretions ago)
inducing said personality
to bear the brunt of brutish mass
of vitriolic n vile insults sacrilegiously
maliciously, noxiously, opprobiously
incriminating, hellaciously,
desecrating opportunistically as hiss oh piss
so…NO amp pull VOTE of confidence from me
(thus far ohm host halfway to 2020 election
toward such a volt char quite rude, snooty
arrogant simian with sass.
I van (terribly hard pressed)
to describe while sitting on me rump
how he oh bomb in lee rages
gnashing false teeth
Wilma backside doth slump
still blasting Democratic nomination
(pa hill a reed) as sham –
from special interest bro and sis turn pump
he, the epitome of
crass bloviation, a malignant lump
whose rants,
sans presidential outcome a shame
bullying with his millions beds this,
that and another woman to bareback jump
disseminating gene pool
birthing more Quakers
and additionally doth hump
the mass media as some foolhardy charade
and caricature of a frazzled grump
this arboreal clothed ape erected Taj Mahal
phallic symbol, where players dump
and gamble away hard earn cash
for his kitty, as if that cachet
to grind and bump
lambasting with maniacal
like "Stormy Dan" yells
leering oafish ill pout
while hair rum
(of red follicular) bulls ad hocks
atop his bulbous aerosol sprayed locks
resemble a flock
of bronzed sea gulls mocks
heady measly shaped Muppet Ox
dis eased cranial hologram shocks
of a cretaceous, facetious tocks
(sic) exogenous, insidious, and obstreperous vox.
A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am thinking of evolution
My theory reveals the nature's mystery
"It all begins in the sea, our ancestry."
Scientists bow in my appreciation.
A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am a doctor prescribing medication
My job is to keep diabetes at bay
"Please take this pill twice a day."
Patients are full of admiration.
A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am an actor performing an imitation
My act amazes the most critical person
"It's elementary, my dear Watson."
A deserving Emmy nomination.
A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am writer requiring direction
My book is a thriller
'Vengeance of a charitable killer.'
An interesting plot in formation.
A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am an army officer defending my nation
My command evokes my army
"Today, we shall crush the enemy."
Daring acts of retribution.
A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am a philosopher seeking a solution
My notion predicts the downfall of capitalist mentality
"Change we must for eco-friendly sustainability."
A guaranteed life time award and recommendation.
A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am a leader of revolution
My speech inspires the people to fight
"Brothers and Sisters, it's our birth right."
A sea of charged up population.
A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am building a perfect nation
My government is the epitome of socialism
"Minister, I see a populace full of optimism."
Few steps away from perfection.
A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am a poet of aspiration
My prose is a limerick
"Hmm! It rhyme's with 'Blackadder's' 'Baldrick' "
It's a poetic exaggeration.
A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am me dreaming about another impersonation
My brain needs to stop
"Oh God! need no more dreams to pop."
Wonder why I always keep dreaming a situation.
P.S the soliloquies are in quotes
Tomorrow is an illusion
It relies on assumption
Of the planet’s rotation
On the seasons’ migration
And the moon’s revolution
On man’s innovation
And his evolution
For his interpretation
Or insinuation
And theorisation
On Law’s of gravitation
Using invention
And his powers of investigation
And logical deduction
To step into a new dimension
Tomorrow is a delusion
Near fiction
The mind’s naive projection
Ideas in a flight simulation
To an unknown destination
An unsure predetermination
Existing only in the imagination
In faith and inspiration
A trust in Creation
The end and Armageddon
In God and salvation
In hell and eternal damnation
In the atheist’s condemnation
In the calendar’s punctuation
The watch’s precision
And space’s expansion
The diaries memorisation
A woman’s intuition
A mother’s preparation
Sessions in competition
Promises in dissection
A man’s anticipation
A father’s frustration
About the son’s relation
To a boy he doesn’t care to mention
And how this affects his maturation
His future and direction
His love and affection
And his own stagnation
His failing career progression
His future contemplation
Deserving some consideration
In a 24 hour formulation
Tomorrow is today in suspension
The now in detention
Willpower in dilution
Efforts in relaxation
Laziness in expedition
Creativity in isolation
The soul in prison
The imagination's manipulation
We have planned constructions
And demolitions
Holiday vacations
And our children’s graduations,
But tomorrow’s nomination
Is an unguaranteed estimation
A naive procrastination
A false realisation
An amoral actualisation
To our conclusion
And finalisation
Tomorrow the motivation
The fear of extinction
Of the earth's desertification
The world in motion
A noble notion
The only reason
The leading question
Forever our mission
Tomorrow's aviation
Tomorrow an exploration
I watched the water shuttering on the table.
I was stunned as this seemed out off sorts:
an earthquake exactly at twelve, high noon
on 12-12-2012 . This is the day, that the
Priapus Award finalist had to have
there name in in order to receive the
nominations for Researcher and amatuer
Journalist of the year. Seven ordained people
had to dispute there works
but criticize them as Professional grade in
order to qualify for nomination. There own rebuke
of these people would then offer others
from competitive points of view to then be
nominated for the Award. This bought competition:
the day's earthquake only gave Priapus,
" the God of Journalism the platform to call those
in opposition of him "pagans and peasants"!
The forum was designed to allow amateur's to
show case there works, and gives them a platform
with criticism that has been selected to tame
the liberal hearts of "Attention Seekers". The
annual event has drawn a following: the Ceremonies
eiter are done on Christmas Day of New Years Day,
creating a place for people to belong and have security in
the areas of there works.Podcast platforms and Individuals
are all given an opportunity. Presentation is everything.
All religions are included: all sorts of topics are included.
The Pastors award is given to the Pastor of the year. A sports Award and Culinary Award
are also highlight features.
The areas of Music, Theater, Science, Art and Agriculture
have segmented recognitions to. " The Clipper Award in Podcasting,
"The Pull Quote" Award. The Alia Award in music, and Grappler award in Wrestling. Palooka Award in Boxing and many others. I sat stunned at the table watching the wave, while
the earthquake rattled the table. I directed my frustration toward being safe,thats how I bared
with the loneliness. "Biting on my style: me calling him a Playerist
may have been the Ego Tamer we were looking for!
The Candidate
The man with his wife wave and smile at the onlookers;
Then descend the escalator in the posh New York Tower.
Melania’s appearance flares of elegance befitting a first lady,
While her husband ‘thumbs up’ acknowledges the audience.
Her consort beams charismatically, business forte in custom suit;
Into which a US flag pin is inserted on the left lapel above his heart.
Amidst the exuberant crowd and cheering supporters,
Cameras flash and roll and reporters shout questions.
The golden, combed forward and over thin hair entrepreneur,
Somewhat overweight at six feet three with calculating vision;
Approaches the podium in bold strides of proud confidence,
Into the open arms of his lovely and charming daughter Ivanka.
Who is proud to welcome her father, Donald J. Trump,
A ‘Republican’ in the likes of Lincoln, Eisenhower and Reagan;
To announce his candidacy for leadership of the GOP in the primaries,
And seek office as the next, “President of the United States of America!”
There in the lobby in 2015, the nation tunes in listening:
His candor forthright, untainted by word mincing;
To deliver a pack punched speech setting out his agenda,
For the rigorous campaign required to win the election.
***
Notes:
1) Donald J. Trump formally announced his candidacy for the Republican Presidential nomination on June 16, 2015, in the lobby of the Trump Towers, New York City, New York, U.S.A.
2) GOP: Grand Old Party (Republican Party).
3 Primaries: The ‘primaries’ are preliminary elections held prior to the general election to determine the parties candidate’s name to appear on the ballot for President of the United States of America (POTUS).
-Dr President Lady, please launch the nuclear war button-
I'm packing up my girdle; I'm heading up state
Where society thinks only men should run for president
Chill with Bill, on the side show Hill
Subsequently, he got tripped up with his hand in the biscuit jar
This poem is not about me... It's not about, Hilary
I'm here to cheer and throw off an early vote voluntarily
I'm numbering my days with the aces
Until the 2016 U.S. Presidential election
Only in a woman, you’ll find confidence and determination,
Someplace out there is our leading lady in disguise
A woman who sits down and pee's with pride
A woman Like Hilary, whose place was denied in the sun
I will vote for a woman who is not afraid to lead,
Grab up her crotch, and fight for all the right reasons
Repaint the town white and her fingernails red
Blue lipstick in the breeze, a tommy gun in her possession
A million dollar diamond ring,
A mink from all cultures of the globe
Sing hallelujah, Amen Praise the Lord!
Pink ribbons of freedom,
China can test all her might,
It's time to feel the empowerment of a woman's delight
There she’ll be’, sit down and enjoy,
When it’s time to hear her voice,
The bullet will miss her beautiful mind,
She'll Raid the Democratic Nomination moment of the blind
Her ego on the side; when it's time to reason with society
Feel the shattered glass feeling when sharks attack whitey
Cop Out the Republican Bully
Black Ops the Democratic Liar
For women can reach, preach, and teach,
Nursing a world, collaborating with every mind
A barrier to be breached, a blessed moment to come,
If you require a true hit, vote for a woman in the Oval Office
Who said Mrs. Wonderbra can’t launch the nuclear war button
By:)
I Can't Believe the Ignorance
By Franklin Price
7/31/2016
I can't believe the ignorance that in our candidates abounds
And how lacking in intelligence their conversation sounds
Both are an embarrassment from this observation made
Both make most our faces turn a deeper redder shade
One of them is subtle learned by years in Washington
The other is quite obvious and neither one is fun
One says what you want to hear whether true or not
The other spouts out stupid things and proves he doesn't care a lot
How is it that we got here, to create this place so wrong?
Through lack of interest by the parties. It's been going on so long
Disinterest in the last eight years; no handshakes 'cross the aisles
Nothing done of consequence, just check the laws and files
Many people thought the thought; nothing we can do of note
Why should we be involved at all, or go to the polls and vote
This has happened many years, longer than we'd like to think
Less voters to the polls each year, took this country to the brink
So much disenchantment with established party ways
That we picked a strange outsider to try to give us better days
He was outspoken from the start. Got media for free
Would make this country great again; the best for you and me
Ran as a Republican though didn't act as such
Enchanted many voters with his golden Midas touch
Brought in many voters; independents, RINOS too
Grasping for a welcome change for anything that's new
He won the nomination though he didn't make much sense
Better an outspoken ignorant than establishment that's dense
Now we have a liar and an ego maniac
I'm sure that either one that wins will have this country's back
During a tour in this island nation,
a Maori guide was seeking a nomination.
Among our tour he sought out a spokesman,
to respond to the chief's words, as a small token.
"Sir, will you represent your touring tribe?"
"Yes," I responded, "for a very large bribe!"
I wanted to know what was required.
Giving a speech was nothing I desired.
"No. There's nothing to it at all.
Just go up there and stand up tall."
As we closed in on the Maori stage,
changes to instructions began to be made.
"Say some words when the chief's talk is done.
It's just a matter of having some fun."
"You must always show a serious face.
Or the chief will put you in your place."
"In your speech, you must show respect.
Or the gravest insult, the chief will suspect."
I was as nervous as one could be.
I seriously considered an option to flee.
"Don't worry too much," the Maori man said.
"I'll give you some cues to ease your dread."
The chief rambled on with his lengthy speech.
Then it was my turn, into the breach.
Nervously, I told the chief about my tribe.
"We're from a cruise ship, traveling far and wide."
I could think of nothing else, just wanted to be gone.
The guide then whispered, "Sing the chief a song."
Again, the Maori guide bent my ear,
"Have your tribe do a song near and dear."
'Take Me Out to the Ball Game' invaded my mind.
Could I get away with that this time?
I asked my tribe to all pitch in.
And we all sang loudly that sporting hymn.
Congratulations were given, a job well done.
Everyone cheered as they had much fun.
I was so glad that things worked out.
Would I do it again? Without a doubt!
G.I.R.L. (Gorgeous Intelligent Radiant Lady)
What started out as a message on myspace
Is the reason I keep a smile on my face
And the reason I keep a smile on my face
Is because you put it there when we first locked face
I looked at you the 1st good time by my guy locker
Then felt a cohesive aura that gave me a shocker
Then we twice in a row met in front of the lunchroom
And the eye contact felt like a sonicboom
In my heart I have reserved limitless room
Til the end of the earth for you I zoom
Sittin with you at lunch
Damn I feel a hunch
To hop on top of you and kiss you
Everyday I miss you
I may sound thirsty
Or maybe even thirty
But you won't say "Baby I thought you'd never hurt me."
Is this love at first sight
I hope I'm right
I promise I don't bite
Love you already I just might
Whether in a box or a house
A pet dog or a pet mouse
For richer or for poorer
I'd never call you a whore
Sex is not my objective
Being with you is no elective
I didn't choose this it just happened
I'm serious I'm not laughin
When I see you blood pumps rapidly to my heart cuz my emotions are clappin
That's a colossal applause
Does our bond have a cause
If not let me know
And as fast as I came is as fast as I'll go
Not go away but go harder
Travel farther
Than a train
In heavy rain
I'm no doctor but I can heal your pain
To show I got education
I make no hesistaton
To start a relation
Take this ship to its destination
I'm sick of the female exploration
I make you my top nomination
You are my flower who completed pollination and fertilization
To me you are the best in the nation
Or better yet, the world
To you: Beautiful G.I.R.L.