Limerick Poems About Politics | Political Limerick Poems
Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: political,

What I'd Love Now to See

My small way of showing anger for this year's circus of an election process: I recall when George Bush had to duck a thrown shoe, or he may have got struck. What I'd love now to see is some dog take a pee on that dump of a TrumpWhat a schmuck! for the the Political Ordeal Poetry Contest of CT


Poem Details | by Duke Beaufort |
Categories: political,

Doing Nothing

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


Poem Details | by POET. UNDERTAKER |
Categories: humor,

Hercules by Cycle


Once there was a roman divine hero Hercules
his adventures:one cycle “twelve labours of Hercules”
Noble blood, physical strength, political power
no good enough but wisdom and great soul!
Bloody hellHercules by Cycle is for this era to rule!


Poem Details | by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories: political

Flouting the Clout

So self-immersed with political clout

You've broken our trust as you strut and flout

     Pork barrels take precedence

     Over need and common sense

Treat us like subjects and we'll vote you out!


Poem Details | by Daniel Cwiak |
Categories: allegory, life, political

BAAA BAAA

           I've given up my right to keep

           Active in Political Speak

           So I don't vote election day

            I just follow along the way

            Now, I lay me down as Sheep


Poem Details | by john freeman |
Categories: allegory

"A Shepherd's Metaphor"

In economy led of beastly mind,

Upon a political serpentine.

All strives of wickedness kicks,

Against the fleece of Love’s Pricks(goads).

As true sheep trod, before their God’s, INClINE(will).

For Contest: Follower or Leader
In Honor of: Carolyn Devonshire 
Placed #3


Poem Details | by Mark Goodson |
Categories: philosophy, political,

current presidential campaign

The current presidential campaign seems asinine 
For both candidates if elected promise all will be fine
Each runs down the other
Thus pertinent policy never given gesture
As we the people sip their political strychnine


Poem Details | by cecil hickman |
Categories: funny, history, life, parody,

Taxing Dilemma

Rich ones get richer from our wages.
Middle man paid with too many pages.
We continue on path.
Hiding outrageous wrath,
Revolved in political stages,

Taxes, taxes, what will be the due.
Deductions, exemptions for a few,
All my money they have kept.
Deducting tears I wept.
Tax man arrived claimed all of them too.

The poor keeps getting poorer each year.
They cannot wait for rebate, they cheer.
Sell off, early rebate.
Federal and the state,
Money now, money, for wine and beer,


Written for

Sponsor Carolyn Devonshire 
Contest Name Taxing Times 


Poem Details | by Duke Beaufort |
Categories: betrayal, corruption, lust, money,

who will be calling the shots

It’s a swill no one interrupts— 
A pill that consumes and corrupts 
Our honor's been jailed
And truth’s will is impaled
As the blood PAC tempest erupts


Author's note: Many of the super-rich (who do not yet have it all) are determined to have more of the pie since their multiple residences and bank accounts are not enough and their yachts and jets are too small and range restricted (OMG) There are about 600 people who have donated more than $1,000,000 to presidential political action committees (PACs) The very rich, who also are trying to buy Congress, are in the process of remodeling our society They liked it when society was feudal--when the rest of us were consigned to serfdom or were slaves This weekend, the Koch brothers are interviewing candidates to see who they will spend almost a billion dollars to elect Are we to believe their propaganda (that they have our interest in mind)?  That is why I support the only candidate who does not have a super PAC who is running for President--Bernie Sanders Enough is enough and maybe, just maybe, we can prevail over the corruption of wealth The truth always matters and can never be denied over the long term.


Poem Details | by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories: humor, political,

Foregone Icon

A local political icon

Gave all his speeches with boots on

     The muck he was raking

     No hands were he shaking

His fate with the voters was foregone




*Written May 13, 2014 exclusively for Poet Destroyer’s contest


Poem Details | by Franklin Price |
Categories: political, pollution,

Debate's a Political Forum

Debate's a Political Forum
By Franklin Price
5/4/2015

Debate's a political forum
Candidates all try to floor 'em
Say what the others will do
How it's you they will screw
And they do it without much decorum

If you ever see one who will say
What it is they have done to this day
What it is they will do
If elected by you
Stay awake and don't faint dead away

Although this may be just a ruse
You've got nothing much left to lose
Give this person your vote
Hope this one's not a goat
Hope their nose doesn't grow as you choose


Poem Details | by Bart Jonas |
Categories: death, funny, loss,

Armageddon over Gentile U.S.of A

As I was driving to work early morn
The Police and Fire fighters were cleaning their horn
in Preparation of a Certain Alert
Evacuation exercises while the Hunks take off their shirt
DUCK AND COVER:The Best of DVD has hit the store
To take you back to the MISSILE CRISIS before
You and Sally will be laughing on the floor
And then..MR CLEAN will wipe the debris off the door
Crime will heed to the Political greed
Mother Nature won't be bothered indeed
The "after-effects" will fade after a few million decade
Deorderent of choice:a Few billion cannisters of RAID
Momma is upset at the current STAGE 2 alert
She didn't have a chance to get ready for work
papa is filling his gut with morning beer
He knows it is wise to drink up while it's here
Turning to the Sports section just one final time
and then the BIG BANG as the Desperatos cross the Line
The children's corpses are still on their bed
Radioactive creepy crawlers have taken them by the head
Outrage
Chaos
Mayhem ensues
No more Katie Curic and the 6:30 evening news
Before I die,of Certainty this night..
One last Hurrah
to Hear Eric Clapton play the blues!


Poem Details | by James Fraser |
Categories: people, places, political

We Trust their Trust

We have voted them in on trust Their campaign is their must To break this is a sin We have the right to begin As they disappear in their political disgust


Poem Details | by john freeman |
Categories: politicalmen,

"Useless Sources, Political Fleas, Stench Isn't Cheese"

“Useless Source”

I know some men called, big shots,
Who are filled with much bull snot.
Be careful of it’s use,
For of it there is no spruce.
A men of substance, but no real plot!

“Political Fleas”

Most all of strife’s parasitic forces,
Most always found driving their Porsches.
Poor seen of lesser degree,
Haven’t a pot to pea.
For common good vote out useless sources.


“Stench Isn’t Cheese”

Useless sources, political fleas,
Men of means, pass the bailout please.
Poor have given it their all,
As Uncle Sam called
The stench on the hill, is not cheese.


Poem Details | by Charline Wan |
Categories: political,

Rob Ford

There was a man named Rob Ford,
He ran Etobicoke Ward.
Now that he’s mayor,
He still can’t play fair,
Waging a political war.

Our whole fortune’s fee cannot pay,
For those pills you’ve put away.
Weight loss is a scam,
Your scale’s in a jam.
Just leave your office, okay?

Buses rarely have delays,
Just give Karen Stintz her way.
Underground is bad,
Makes us riders mad.
Just leave your office today!

“No bike lanes on roads!” you vow.
Same-sex marriage you’ll disallow.
Those rules you conceive,
Make you seem naïve.
Just leave your officeRight now!
 
Your platform promises more.
“Cut taxes!” “Build homes!” you swore.
Your dreams are unreal,
Your plans not ideal.
Come now, I’ll show you the door.


Hey readers, could you please let me know if you find this poem to be too offensive/what lines are particularly harsh in the comments below? Thanks!


Poem Details | by Robert L. Hinshaw |
Categories: funny, political,

I'm Wild About Harry

Though I ain't of his political creed

   Good ol' Harry Truman we really need

      He didn't apologize

         He said "To 'ell with you guys!"

            We need a guy in the White House who'll lead

Robert LHinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved


Poem Details | by Jim Tidd |
Categories: humor, political,

NO SHOW RUBIO

There once was a Florida resident
Who set quite a political precedent,
	Missed half Senate votes,
	But staff took some notes! 
And now he wants to be president?


Poem Details | by RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY |
Categories: fun, humor, nonsense,

megatherium



                         Thor caught  megatherium that was his blunder
                           Sold it to his wife Sif along with his thunder
                                  Thor's wife Sif was a political piff
                                 Lost the poll and sat on a coral reef
                             And brewed megatherium in a colander








  megatherium / Limerick/fun/humor/nonsense copyright  © Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty
                                         20 November  2014


Poem Details | by lim'rik flats |
Categories: silly,

desert eyes

I wandered the desert in awe
of all the wonders I saw.
But when I stopped to pee,
who was watching me?
(I’m quite sure I heard a guffaw).

Cameras everywhere, eyes in the sky,
Border Patrol, DEA, playing I-SPY,
Made me shiver
I gave a quiver
and shook my slow-draining guy.

Heaven forbid I should fart!
(to me a true work of art)
They’d probably arrest me
and surely sequest me
Authorities must play their part!

Off to the jailhouse I’d go
Me and my weewee so slow
An old desert rat
and a damn silly hat
paraded like crim’nals on show.

For a few bucks they’d set me free.
No law against taking a pee.
They’ve big fish to fry
like those who still try
to escape by hiding in tree.

Send those Mexicans home!
(and all the others who roam)
Build a wall
make it tall
and put ‘em in jail if they POEM!

It’s not my political bent
but everywhere I went
I surely saw
the long-armed law
but they don’t make a dent

In the flow of drugs
or illegal bugs.
Humanity.
Insanity!
Anyone need some hugs?


Poem Details | by lim'rik flats |
Categories: nonsense, political,

on the origins of the species politica nonsensica

One day the son said to God,
“Humans need a laugh squad.”
“Say what son?”
“You mean fun?”
“Wouldn’t that seem a bit odd?”

“No Dad, I think it’d be cool,”
“Maybe even laughter in school!”
He’s sounding coy,
the silly boy,
thought God, Am I a sour old fool?

Then he remembered the rip
in poor Job’s small ill-fated ship
The sound, like split britches
had them laughing in stitches.
Thought God, “When did my humor get stripped?

God pondered and stroked his long beard.
Cherubs and seraphims peered,
though mystified,
they deified.
Downstairs, the outcast one sneered.

“Tell you what son, let’s give ‘em politics.”
“It’s way more fun than sinking small ships.”
So the laughing squads 
(two teams at odds),
were loosed on the masses with tricks.

Which, coincidently, was fine
with the one who’d crossed the line,
Beelzebub,
became the hub
for political slime in prime time.


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Borrowed Time Horn Limerick

Borrowed Time Horn Limerick

Borrowed time did like to live on
Finally when it was all gone
There had been a big race
Wanted me to set pace
And spread political platform on.

You can imagine what all
of this means.

Jim Horn