Showing posts with label president. Show all posts
Showing posts with label president. Show all posts

Thursday, October 22, 2020

102220d

 

Umbilicus

He's so full of hot air
tie a string to him
he'll be bob bob bobbing along
(watch out for low-hung signs)
take my scissors
and cut the bastard lose

Saturday, August 17, 2019

081719c


I've never seen an island I didn't like
And the bigger the better
It helps if it has something to do
With my favorite thing: golf!
It's named after part of a golf course
So it must be a great place for golf
I've got to have it
But I need someone else to pay for it
Because that's how I roll
I know some people who are just dying to buy things for me!
And for those who aren't
Like 60% of America
Sucks to be you!

Sunday, July 7, 2019

070719b


Crazy Horse Runs for President


Claims ungulates need more rights,
They should get their turn to ride,
Better food!
Spurs outlawed!
(Ok, fine)
But he goes too far:
Overtime pay!
Designer style in footgear!
(Prada nailed over the door?)
Leather? No!
No lamb or mutton!
And no Jamaica food!
That really gets my goat.

Sunday, May 19, 2019

051919c


Crazy Horse Runs for President


Claims ungulates need more rights,
They should get
their turn to ride,
Better food!
Spurs outlawed!
(Ok, fne)
But he goes too far:
Overtime pay!
Designer style in footgear!
(Prada nailed over the door?)
Leather? No!
No lamb or mutton!
And no Jamaican food!
That really gets my goat.




If you like this::poem, why not check out the collection in which it was published,, Metastable Systems:

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/760901
 

Tuesday, July 17, 2018

071718b


let the pumpkin try


Grandfather pparadox
simply identifying the last common ancestor
of all vertebrates was difficult
wiping out only that species
aand its close relatives
using 21st-century
targeted phage insertion
was not difficult
returning to the new future
a shock of more than
biblical proportions
tthe president sported a
flashy orange exoskeleton
but was otherwise unchanged

Tuesday, April 3, 2018

040318


He keeps waking up
into that nightmare
you know the one
he’s President
people pester him with problems
swarm like flies at a picnic
and no matter how many he swats
they keep coming
then he realizes
he’s not wearing pants
starts up in a cold sweat
Whew! Just a dream
...
Mr. President?”

Tuesday, December 5, 2017

120517c


what is important to the cat
is all about the cat
the dog cares about
food and attention
we know people like that

Tuesday, June 6, 2017

060617d



Rulin' and Rockin' the Free World


1. Get up at 3 and type some stuff
2. Sit on the Golden Throne. Bigly.
3.  Not just 24 Karat; I negotiated 32!
4.  Breakfast: a pound of bacon! Gotta keep up my strength.
5.  Get my weekly briefing: 5 minutes and I know it all!
6.  Time for a quick round of golf.

Friday, April 8, 2011

shopping for a new hat

So I don't think I've mentioned here, yet, that I am running for president of the Science Fiction Poetry Association. It will be a challenge to maintain the level of excellence to which we have become accustomed under the leadership of Debbie Kolodji. I plan to do my best, and I'm looking forward to an exciting time.