You don’t need the deer
Your grandfather’s perk
The skill of his kill
Preserved head of a dead
And wormeaten body
Formaldehyde face
Eyes chilled black
Lips lifeless and knowing their place.
You don’t need a taciturn taxiderm treasure
Pokerface saddled
On a laquered wooden plaque.
You have the byproduct
Of your singular skill,
And each night and day
Slowly,
You gnaw off her head.
Categories:
pokerface, abuse, anger, metaphor,
Form: Free verse
Welcome to the house of pain,
Mr.Trump is the name,
And politics is the game,
I'm trained to protect and serve any humane,
Even though i'm not sane,
And get paid for all my sayings,
I'm painting a perfect picture without a scripture,
A real life statue i'm Trump my family is richer,
I don't know any losses i'm Mr.Victory,
I have a few names and many personalities,
America was great i'll bring it back you''ll see,
I'll even send Mexicans back to the border,
In order for us to eat,
African Americans and minorities,
All of your state profits are cut for free,
No more Obama and away with Hillary,
A woman president, i'd grab her by the P,
I'm rude, crude, it's gimme gimme gimme,
You either move, step or i'll shimmy shimmy shimmy,
I had it all planned the day of my winning,
Even bought a new toupee for my hair thinning,
I'm Mr.Pokerface my grimace expressions say,
Sweating in this blue suit that i wear everyday,
To hell with love, because i hate hate hate,
Hey let's destroy don't create mate wait,
I just won the election,
It's time to make America great,
I'm the Donald I couldn't Duck my fate.
Categories:
pokerface, america, bullying, corruption, humorous,
Form: Free verse