Political Satire Poems

MASSIVE EGG RECALL

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Trumps' driver strikes Gaia's Pussy

Cranky Tweety™ hails
X® mad-chats blancho drizzles
High Court drains the fifth






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Notes:




  " . . . sun's so hot I forgot to go home, guess I'll have to go now". - James Taylor - "Mexico" 

[ Good guess Cracka Jimmy ]

Who

Who doesn’t want to see
a little more love? See,
clear!  Who doesn’t want
to hear a little more love?
Hear, hear!  Who doesn’t 
want to receive a little more
love? I can’t imagine...who,
who, outside of Socialist
Democrats~ boo, boo!

America's Dear Leader

Trump wants Ukraine to never join NATO.
To Putin, he'll simply never say no.
He's been played like a fiddle, 
Europe's caught in the middle,
and you can hear the laughter from Moscow.

The Progress

They hate us, and we hate them
We can’t learn and they can’t teach
We disdain and they condemn
The most real deal we reach
Is the postponement of war
That would crush this world to dust
It’s the only way we know
And they know it quite like us
Both sides sometimes come to terms
Both pretend that its ok
But we always make

Eyes Wide Shut

As our gang's led,
We'll stand on the ledge for the show.

We'll bang our heads, 
And then over the edge we'll go.

Cuz they fed us meds, 
And old scraps they dropped below.

There we bled undead, 
With no other place to go!

I'm just starting - in Trump's own words

Everything I've touched has turned to gold,
A feeling that never gets too worn or old,
I savor every moment, every win,
With my opponents stuck in their unsightly bin.

The more they shout and flail their arms,
The more my inner soul it calms,
Their din is music to my ears,
It gives me pep; it takes off years.

My aims are

Bad Weather

Politicians are like weather
That is hanging for decades
Cap in hand we’re light as feather
In the storm that never fades
Who would need a politician 
Their household to manage
Yet some do support ambitions
Of the mentally well damaged
Politicians are archaic 
Sick to hear the master’s voice
All jack russells bark in panic
I would never make a choice
Choosing not myself

Wow, enough

I'm fed up with the makeup
with the whole facade 
Continuios lies they tell themselves
In an effort to look like they're in control
Trying to stand on sinking sand
without a fondation of truth
Believing to to be smarter or better 
without an once of proof
It won't  end until those 
most effected stand
In hope in common sense they

Not Responsible

The power depends on the people’s will
They were taught to believe this at high school
But as practice has shown, powers like to kill
And the people are forced to obey under rule
So the contract between the people and power
Looks a bit stretched cause it was preset 
Do I need a law how to water my flower?

Regrets, I've Had Too

      I’m of the liberal limousine set
      Voting for Cortez for POTUS, you bet ~

        Wait!  She’ll outlaw fossil fuels
        And I can't drive or fly mules ~

  

Blind Donkeys Keep Kicking

   The party of the hee-haw would now impeach Mr. Trump
     for denying the world’s arch-enemy, a madman, access to the bomb

   It takes a blind donkey to kick the hand that redeems it 
     and now the rest of the two-legged world

Desirable Truth

The old facts lie, the old truth dies
Everything needs update
The new facts open our eyes
Revisionism is great
New lemming-minded must observe
This harsh reality
The world we thouroughly deserve
Our ancestors couldn’t see
So after cleaning it looks fine
This good old brave new world 
Its pharisees and philistines 
Its glorified absurd
What’s new, looks old, and in reverse
Its all the same,

Like a Hot Potato, They Pass the Buck

      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

Sixty-six years and six months

My people set out sixty-six years and six months ago
Give or take; sure, liberties taken, but I'll give her back,
And if you want, they got a machine with occasional fact,
But back to forbodingly sixty-six years and six months back,

From where it began, when Mrs Mack wheeled out the TV set-up,
A foot tall, a foot thick,

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