I pray a bright star will shine in the air
O'er Washington to guide some wise men there
Bringing gifts of commonsense
And harmony to dispense
To a nation that is in disrepair
Robert LHinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
It was as wrong as it was illegal
and may yet in the courts have a sequel:
seems like the FBI
thinks it's OK to lie
and deceive the American people!
Gadaffi! That hole in your temple
will put a full stop to your trample
of the poor Libyans
So, now the Syrians
say, "Assad, step aside; that's a sample."
A politician called Ronald Dump
Loves to pat pretty girls on the rump
At a peachy pert tush
All his brains turn to mush
His wife floors him – you should see the lump!
Fictional write for fun
7th June 2016
Political life isn't cheap
moats are costly to clean when their deep
big bucks for a porn movie
and a duck house thats groovy,
it's enough to make Gordon Brown weep.
The Congress it seems had no bathrooms.
They just held it or country was doomed.
They passed regulations
then out of both their chambers they zoomed.
After you pass our barbwire gates
Welcome to the United States!
A non-white face
Gets sprayed with Mace
But if you have cash, lets be mates!
Our President wants us to see
A Justice as mean as can be
Pack tots in cages
Deny their mom wages
And tell them they'll never be free
Plentiful Pizza closed its door
Too many people wanted more
With dough in the air
The cook did not care
Open or Closed, she was still poor!
A once esteemed party was fain
To cry ‘Racist!’ again and again
Not now and again
But NOW and AGAIN
Til it made neural paths in their brain
Bill (in) Hillary? A turgid question.
Monica eased prostatic congestion.
His Altoids improved the taste,
while her dress absorbed the waste.
Her mother kept the prized possession!
*For the “Political Woes” contest You can’t make this stuff up.
So many crooks like old Madoff
From trusting folks they get paid off
The economy fell
Yet their pockets still swell
and as for me, I am laid off
She is a White House witch and feminazi
who rides her big broom like a kamikaze.
The honesty test she fails,
she lied about her emails
and covered up the truth about Benghazi!
“One day, I’ll fin’lly align
This horrible, putrid design;
I’ll start at the crown,
And work my way down,”
Said the sheep at the end of the line.
Neither a follower or leader be,
middle of the flock looks alright to me.
Leaders draw noses in ass,
followers spread bull and gas.
Both make money on their endorsed crime sprees!
*For the follower or leader contest.
Pandemonium threatens the land
we woke up and it's not Disneyland.
Congress can't make a plan,
they're just kicking the can
Down the road; we are all on quicksand.
Copyright, November 16, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson
At best, life is just mass confusion
Finding what's real and what's just an illusion
Speak of politics Do I dare?
When finding the truth is so rare.
Because politicians are just an optical illusion!
The economy's decidedly poor,
But the President's spender ain't sore,
He keeps spending our money,
And laughs like it's funny,
What happens when there ain't no more?
“Gas: below three bucks a gallon!”
The media’s gleefully howlin’
- But let’s not forget
- They’re screwin’ us yet
If it’s over a buck, they’re a felon!
Our Congress has been overlooking
The wisdom of old Granny Lu-Ching
She was full blooded Chinese
And said, "Beware strange foods please
Of crooks that won't eat their own crooking!"
Constipated senator Ron Thump
Got frustrated whilst taking a dump
Eww what a sad minger
He used his forefinger …
and extracted it all in a lump!
9TH June 2016
While political folks dilly dally
Job growth winds down a deep valley
Employers won't hire
Old folks can't retire
The poor house could be our finale
The Al-Qaeda is a blatant lie,
Are all Muslims terrorists and spies?
Eyes shift from the black man,
Now fixed on them Afghans,
But in war harmless people die.
A small temporary summer crush
Hillary and Donald's traits makes one blush
Media gives each a free ride
On all TV screens can not hide
Summer flees, winter leaves, spring flushes
Bill And Monica - Limerick
There once was a girl called Monica
Bill played her like a harmonica
Placed cigars in her rear
News said that was queer
Both caught on surveillance electronica