Congressman and senators forewent cray zee
all manner of civility, fidelity and integrity wii
hull sacrosanct per broadswords, derringers ye
nameless firearms brandished as
all hell broke loose as testimony
dire prediction prognostication foretold -
from crystal ball...see
more than saber rattling, and Gatling guns re:
* * * * * * * *
kindness coated lambastes, fisticuffs
and exchanged brickbats ratcheted up
as agents provocateurs
paid obedience to semper fidelis credo, coda and cock knee
stance when dire straits called for restraint
peace with pence sully nicked, hence haint jolly
against excess versus raising cane old hickory
i.e. Andrew Jackson latched onto
opposing constitution with explosive energy
* * * * * * * *
plus verve espoused by fellow delegates, dizzy
a lex lucifer hologram ghostly, bloody, and creepy
yielded battle scars outside and/or in
side from chief bully
the halls of Montezuma ma's revengeful government
blows bashed like ali
* * * * * * * *
of pugilist fame and fortune dovetailed
elected legislators to officiate
as angry birds viz brouhaha clashed
accompanied with lobbed stirred dinner plate,
thee mulleted hammed Federalist against nemesis
with pomadour oblate
spheroid heady Brutus of twenty first century,
Melania trophy wife as mate
during the term of Donald Trump,
which hoop fully will bull late
hed lee abort, buffer he who thrives
on cutthroat frenzied hate
internecine lawlessness dashed
as crash test dummies thru surveillanced iron gate
to, fro and yon, which prognosticatrs
didst not lack means to predict fate
re: hopelessness for civilians to escape bloodshed
vis a vis tete a tete
spilled from vaunted halls of justice,
where anarchy will not wait
* * * * * * * *
the approach of doomsday
writ large as anarchy and mayhem
flashed fifty shades of gray
with uproarious coup d’etat, razing hay
when Democrats outliers gnashed
feeling helpless to inlay
teeth, and nonestablishmentarian outlaws
twittering like the blue jay
pistol whipped and hashed
tacitly approved with an aye oh kay
tagged traitors who roared America
pitching republic into melee
went bankrupt at sold at fire sale price slashed nay
when Donald Trump runs country amok
while he doth sashay
into the ground evidenced by
Molotov Cocktails residue oye vay
in concert with sulfuric odor of
hand grenades trashed dome miss silo way
* * * * * * * *
like some sorority or fraternity viz animal house
left sanctified righteous West Wing
disgraced like a lice cent chuss louse
with powder puffs sans canisters the size of a mouse
of pepper spray, whereby rouse
zing most docile, humble, and liberal
took a page how to souse
* * * * * * * *
from playbook of Pandora,
taking many an aimless swing
at root cause of melee by hurling objet’s d’art ring
pompous trump ping
Septuagenarian, whose platoons of goons opening
night - rent asunder peoples against their king
the donnybrook heathen,
whose remarks an inkling against libertarian rubric
that made America great during campaigning
wantonly soup peer egg go whist reviving
prejudices declared as dead poets souls flung
from yesteryear and his attempt to bring
* * * * * * * *
back during glory days, when Whistler Blowers
getting water boarded and aching hoers
d' oeuvres deigning
to implement dictatorship role now lowers
the bar par for course bing Proletariat Pope
das capital viz idée fix towers
* * * * * * * *
in imitation of Taj Mahal weaving together salient
strengths, sans founding fathers credo gave licks valiant
* * * * * * * *
to King George, and now in ironic flicks
of pen signing twist and shout
wobegone fate through eclectic mix
basket of deplorables shamed,
and routed by New York Nicks
sewed jaws, heads of state,
here haughty dignitaries air rusted smuty testy pricks
with limping bodies spent like derricks
Oil used up and no place to go except
to keep Alice in Chains and
Alice Cooper Company with toys in the attics.
- Author: jitujpo78r ( Offline)
- Published: February 14th, 2017 12:29
- Comment from author about the poem: no doubt the mo' rill majority will concur with the general intimation that this presidential administration inches the doomsday clock at least thirty seconds to countdown.
- Category: Sociopolitical
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