Thank you very much Ms Tara Reade for confidin',
Your allegation 'gainst Jo-Jo the Clown Joe Biden!
Interesting that the fake news at CNN and MSNBC
Hammered Trump and Kavanaugh for like dallying constantly!
But from them regarding Biden, we hear not a peep
About the alleged assignations of this puerile creep!
Most of the time Joe doesn't know where he's at,
Nor can he find his butt with both hands, this wily bureaucrat!
Vote for him if you will this coming fall,
But if he is elected, God have mercy on us all!
(I suspect I'll receive vile flak from those with a different view - that's OK - fire away! I'm sticking to expressing my First Amendment rights!)
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
I've been detached from reality, I can't hear Earth's Melody. foe and friend are the same in the end. the sky is blue but yet the lie is still not true. far from that field of green I wonder do you get what I mean. plagued by sin, blinded by guilt here in this house of filth. I daydream of a world unseen. where man has never stepped nor has darkness ever crept. suddenly the world is crumbling all around and yet I'm nowhere to be found. The Shadows spectres fades along the never ending Dawn. as I sit alone on this Magnificent throne. one of stone and Bone. I am forced here to atone for crimes I am accused yet I am the one that was abused. this pain can never be slain for it was all in vain. aimless I walk along the river that flows but the water is still and putrid. this journey will last for an eternity. until I am cold and stiff. my only wish Lay Me Down in that Earthened mount. where my ancestors welcome me with cheer and Glee. but until then I'm still here unable to be free stuck in this modern society .one that I've come to know is just a fleeting Glimpse in the falling snow. for all who Reade I hope you find peace. for I will be here among the reeds.
In response to an Internet company and its plans to market T shirts featuring an inhumane human being.
Come gather round people, come gather round more
Come buy your T shirt, with its tale of the moor
Come buy your T shirt and wear it with pride
A. T shirt, full of history, when five children died
Come wear your Myra, then come round my home
I will show you the horrors, that will make you atone
Come wear your Myra, then come to our towney
We will show you how we feel about Lesley Ann Downey
Come wear your Myra, come make our hearts bleed
We will show you how we feel, about poor Pauline Reade
Come show your T shirt, if you like your roulette
We will show you our feelings, on poor Keith Bennett
Come pose in your Myra, while we are at six's and sevens
We will show you our feelings, on poor Edward Evans
Come show your Myra and stand by our side
We will show you our thoughts, on poor John Kilbride
Come show us your Myra, come knock on our door
We will take you for a ride up on Saddleworth moor
my life a shamble
a rumble of dogs
stella and chewy's
on my watch we eat
we pee the stairs
and with bounty
windex come handy
swiffer weeper
where are those eyes
duane reade smell good in the garden
abundance of roses the cat hides
tomorrow a new day to walk P T
Bam Bam a lots of action under kantha
the growl the drool we are all fine