Short Mayor Poems
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The most corrupt official around
was replaced by a young basset hound
Now mayor of Butte
he's tough and he's cute
barking decisions both honest and sound
Mayor McDuck is a major sham
Comes on really strong, “I am! I am!”
Puts up a great front
Some think it's a stunt
Needs to be driven around in a pram
Former Mayor of Chicago, Ms. Jayne Byrne
about mood swings and temper tantrums had what to learn
To differentiate her from the Panama Canal
Ask yourself which
~ One of them was a busy ditch
~Chicago, Good Lord~
Since July 1st., Chicago had 34 people
dead, shot down!
Today, the new Mayor had the nerve to
refer to the Chief of Police as a "clown?"
July 25, 2019
6:30pm PST
Lightfoot's Mayor job, let's not interrupt
Removing her from office, too abrupt ~
Forget the lockdowns and crime
Schools half-empty all the time ~
Truth is, she's not sufficiently corrupt
Everyone's talking about crime these days
So few police, it seems thuggery pays
No hotter topics than murder or theft
No matter your politics be right or left
Though in Chicago one issue's strictly off-limits for talking heads
Mayoral race apathy - 32.6% turnout - means democracy's dead
The most corrupt official around
was replaced by a young basset hound
Now mayor of Butte
he's tough and he's cute
barking decisions both honest and sound
1/28/22
The store stayed open
and scared the mayor
making her cry for help.
The policemen came
and fined the store
stopping the sale of kelp.
Now the mayor is happy
and the police been paid
while the councilmen bask in their power.
And the money's changed hands
for the politicians to spend
while the mayor gets paid after hour.
The mayor wakes us up at six
to tell us we're to noise
What garbage trucks and City Shmucks
are paid to be as toys
To keep us all from sleeping well
and get us angry for it
And make our neighbor think it's Hell
and swear at us just for it
To tell us all we don't deserve
the better part of life
When silence lets us sleep in peace
and mayors know to stife
The mayor’s been indicted
And they’re searching through his things
To uncover proof that he deserves
The boot this often brings.
I live near Gracie Mansion;
The surrounding streets are lined
With police cars and the vans of press,
Arrest on every mind.
I don’t know if he’s guilty,
Though his circle’s shrinking fast,
But I’m pretty sure our time as neighbors
Isn’t gonna last.
Shotguns for blood search
Of all places a church:
Not Muslims for Jihad;
Christians who the guts had…
Christ they know like priests
But this murder makes the feats.
Some ten million to share
After a job just unfair,
Each three million dollars,
Soon their shirts gold collars…
For ten years now Mayor,
James gone for last prayer:
His worth. The Betrayer
Through one Michael Heyer.
He never liked "Bob" - now a success
So Robert Croslin he is
Raise in Baltimore ("projects")
His mom (Aurelia) is grandma to my kids
His only son, a lawyer in DC
In his own right, now elected
Mayor of Hyattsville! (Praise God)
Once, my "good" eye-doctors place
Where I volunteered for its Literacy Council
Memories of Library, churches, New Year breakfasts!
A liveable community, a bit costly now
But memories continue to layer on
Every day, walking past the mayor's house I would go.
He never said a word to me; not even a "hello".
One day, everything changed, and he spoke to me.
This was one of the most amazing things I would see.
The mayor stood at his fence, and we had a good conversation.
It was an event that turned out to be a great occasion.
So many nice things the mayor had to say.
That just happened to be the day before Election Day.
The mayor of the city of Syracuse
Was widely known as a nasty old recluse
He absconded with some funds,
Along with cloistered nuns
And announced that he had a sacred excuse.
July 3, 2021
The nasty mayor led the nuns astray
Insisting on having his way each day
They prayed for some divine help
To stop him helping himself
Mayor lost ardour and drove them away.
--Belle Bellevue
July 4, 2021