Trump was over the moon
For his buddy Kim Jong Un
This squabbling’s picayune
For the Loon and the Buffoon
I hope they make up soon
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Head Game Haiku
-1- Danton Speaks to the Court
Truth, you say— le mot
Juste. And what if it is just
One more axe to grind?
-2- The Smile of St. Juste
Ah, Danton, tu fais
Le jeu de mots. Mais a la fin
Tu seras sans parole.
News:
There was a young dancer named Cortez
“Your pay should be free” is what she says
Said Nancy to Corty
“Shut up ’til your forty –
You’re handing the next vote to The Frump Pres.”
Personal:
There once was a leader named Trump
Who everyone claimed was a chump.
With hair hardly there
He ought to use nair
And it won’t cause his ratings to slump.
Hi Graham,
This week I’m compelled to submit [a rewrite of] a verse I already submitted. Canada’s federal government is currently imploding over this (many of us hope it FALLS), so my verse would like its 15 minutes of fame. (Hey, no hard feelings if you delete, but thanks if you don’t!):
Ode to the Globalist-Socialist Paradise of PM Justin ‘Junior Trust-Funder’ Trudeau:
We’re ignored up here in Canada chill
Trudeau morphed us into a U.N.-like blue pill
But his virtue-signalling globo-socialist regime
is turning into a conservative social-media meme
Trudeau government poop is hitting the fan
thanks to shady dealings with SNC-Lavalin
The gov called us racist and Nazi and alt-right
While corrupting justice and committing crimes of collar white
Americans should inspect their own politicians woke
And be careful of those who doth protest the most
A thought is suddenly dawning
About all this whinging and mourning
That people are harmed
Where ideas are farmed
And it’s all just too damn daunting
It’s about university campuses and free speech and the “role” of harmful words
“A Non-woken Man”
Where there is fire there’s usually smoke!
I’ll put on my cis white male cloak
I have not much sass
Or keen for the crass
I suppose this means I’m simply not woke