The old ‘Pass-Punt-Kick’ contest
misappropriated by politicos
You’re familiar with the stereotype
the kind who check which way the wind blows
Like a hot potato they pass the buck
If asked a tough question, they punt
And when a financial decision looms, they
kick the can years down the road
So, fans, it seems we have a winner
535 Congressmen, each and every one a sinner
I gave into myself today I threw my weight around
But it wasnt cause I'm ugly or that I had gained a pound
.
Its the inner demons haunting me I havent seen in years
And now theyre sitting there and taunting me to give in to my fears
.
My worries and anxieties, the things I try and fight
While laying, eyes unblinking, through many sleepless nights
.
I'm hoping that they leave again, just hope they go away
But what if they come back? Or even worse they try and stay?
.
Can I pawn them off on someone, oh please wont you you wish me luck
While I gather up my burdens and head off to pass the buck.
Keep passing the buck and you’ll
Soon be broke; life is that way.
A poor beggar has nowhere
To stash what’s given.
In this modern age of computers
so much is done by aid of the mouse
whether by excel, word or browsing the web
it all can be done from inside your house
By the flick or touch of the finger
in a moment it goes to its destination
such dramatic change brought to our lifes
when you think about it quite a sensation
But for all of this there’s a snag
mistakes are made that throws us all out
but nobody will take the blame
just blame the PC casting out all doubt
But the PC only does what it’s told
so really it is not the one to blame
it’s us who operate all the action
own up we’re the ones that are lame
Be really honest don’t pass the buck
there’s an error within that’s all wrong
for rubbish in, rubbish out that’s so true
get the facts right before striking the gong
Which Politician Will Pass the Buck
Last time that I looked through thick and thin
All poets would be glad to start all over again
According to gray hair on their chinny, chin, chin
What time and which place should they begin?
Write pathetic poem here and put one there
In case if anyone out in world really will care
Always seem so glad and willing to appreciate
Or in a long grocery store line like to wait.
Forget my ma and me putting a colorful cap
We had several difficulties suffering a mishap
And were about to eat some splendid succotash
But someone from Tanzania threw it in the trash.
We have to and must go search for much more
They do have waiting in an American Dollar store
Not only are they passing but handing out a buck
And some politician came with his huge, big truck.
Come on now!!! You have to chuckle just a tiny bit
Unless on you one of the shoes might happen to fit.
Sounds like Will Rogers, one of my favorites along
with Robert Frost and Ogden Nash. Take those three
and put together and you end up with me, don't you see.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran
Sometimes
I wish I didn't have a soul
So I could skip the whole
rigamarole
of do this do that;
do that do this,
else taste the bland abyss,
b*tch.
Lotta friends'a mine worried
bout my supernatural
sanctity;
If only they knew how little
I cared.
Last time I checked my
soul cavity,
there wasn't nothin'
there.