Short Truss Poems

No longer must Brits 
 hold their breath
 for Elizabeth
 
  ~ in Liz, they Truss...

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A Brit politician named Truss
Became the PM, without fuss
What a fun thing to be
She could go on a spree
Throw all of us under a bus...

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can i call myself truely free
if all i know is debt
so all my funds are soon to be
with folks i never met?
why is it that i can't get loose
from all this heavy load
the fed and governmental truss
has made us all emplode...

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That's make it two of us, loving ancient text and stuff
To osculate to give a buss, an intensive thinking to find out
A deep meaning of that truss! To read to see to get plus.
A fellow not a cuss, to meet what you have been looking for...

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And she won after great deal of fuss,
The son not of the soil missed the bus 
Never once meant for him—
The truth ever so grim,
For, in Liz Tory Brits perhaps Truss!   
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Happenings | 04.09.2022 | Limerick...

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I sauce a capon
but chine a salmon
I spoil the hen
but truss the chicken
I lift the swan
but disember the heron
I side a haddock
yet disfigure a peacock
A mallard I unbrace
but a coney I unlace
Olde English terms
Now lost without trace...

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Politics
B*llocks t*ts
Who's in charge
It's all in bits
Democracy
 policy
Who da boss
It's all silly
Economy
The whatomy
Finance for dummies
U-turn Lizzie
Oh dear oh dear
It's near it's near
A Tory implosion
Government erosion
UK explosion...

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Jock stumbled - pals called him a wus
(No injury was obvious)
But Jock bruised his willy
And now he feels silly
With todger strapped up in a truss 

Thanks to my friend who set me a challenge to get Jock Strap in a poem

07/13/21...

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Go Man, Go with Liz.
That girl's got so much whizz.
Say goodbye to sorrows
as she, borrows, borrows, borrows.
Our nation's fortune waxes
the more  she cuts those  taxes.
She relishes a fight,
not she some 'Maggie Lite'.

Macron and Putin shake and shudder
Now 'tis Liz who holds the rudder....

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Heavenly attendants flash
The shades of dawn, thus 
Such a picture just
Made beyond human magnificence sense 
Divine hands compass 
While chiseling, blessed, messenger truss
Brilliant with ornateness 
Such articulation, such alikeness
Of rendered imaginativeness 
Such baby love·li·ness 
The Excellence of BabyAngel'ness...

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He must save the world,
He who is one with machines.

We’ve dug a deep hole,
Too deep for men with shovels.
Erosion of soil,
Habitat degradation.
Lack of fresh water,
Just look at California.

Who can save our world?
Engineers that build the truss.
Which can hold our load,
These burdens we self-impose,
Look forward: There’s no way back....

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In Playground of Imagination
Us being kids with no boundaries
Just feeling the warmth
Caused by sun for us

Thanking god for his creation
For bearing our clowneries 
With guts to face any storms
Gaining anything with our fuss.

Not caring about duration
Stop being in mouseries
Standing together in all forms
Solving every problem of truss.
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The Christmas Choo Choo is coming around the bend.
The joy she gives to children simply cannot end.
We are happy to see her, she brings such enjoyment to us.
She’ll be here in a minute, chugging on the railroad truss.

The Christmas Choo Choo is coming. She’ll be here in a bit.
She makes our hearts go pitty pat, she throws some into a fit.
I love everything about her; she makes me excited as a nitwit.
The Christmas Choo Choo is here. More later, now I sit....

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