Tuesday, December 22, 2020

CRAZY PARDONS, MAD TWEETS, AND A PROPOSED VETO:

   FOREVER A FOCUS OF FOMENT

    He's in the league

Of captain Queeg,

And that's no confirmation

Of mental health or

Hard-earned wealth, or Righteous Consternation.

He lost the bid in 2020,

But that's brief consolation;

This lame duck period

Is going berserk:

Trump's brain's on Cancellation!!!

                                        Poem by L.P.-G.


        EPILOGUE STATEMENT:

            An extra abomination,

            [I add 'sans trepidation']

            Is Trump's absent hesitation

                Of moral violation...


On a different note: Happy upcoming birthday to a good guy; i.e., Dr. Fauci !!! 

 

WORDS OF HEALING...

 


IN THIS PROFOUND    TIME OF LOSS

Remember, sometimes things actually get worse before they get better...


Tuesday, December 8, 2020

Yesterday was 12-7-2020...






HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY

TO MY YOUNGEST!!




We hope that this is just the beginning of an unforgettable journey that will lead you to an even more amazing future. Remember always to wish for the best and to dream likewise.



Wednesday, December 2, 2020

"KRAKEN" FOR BRAINS...OR...

                          SHIT FOR BRAINS??








There is this strange lady named Sidney

Whose brain is the size of a kidney;

Whenever she speaks,

Her skull bones spring leaks,

Because of her terrible litanies.







This odd lady's last name

Is 'Powell';

Of note, she is NOT

A 'Wise Owl";

She believes in things "Q",

Vague conspiracies, too;

[ Ugh!  Her brain must exist 

In her bowel !!! ]



Monday, November 30, 2020

TOMORROW BEGINS THE TWELVE MONTH...

     DECEMBER! OH HOW YOU DAZZLE!!


When December dares to dazzle,

Putting Solstice 'on the books';

The centaur salves his spirit,

Mustering ready, wintry hoofs.


The stars cede reign to Jupiter,

From icy dawn to dusk;

 Grey geese embrace a harvest moon,

The air explodes with musk.


The shortest day will take its bow

When darkness dances early;

Behold the ink that nighttime brings,

'Mid moon glow, fresh and pearly...


Yet, snowflakes hint of 'things to come';

 (Earth casts its mighty die)...

Aged centaurs pass eight gold batons;

Eight reindeer rule the sky ! 


                                      Poem written by L.P.-Grenn

                       2020

Thursday, November 19, 2020

"WE LOATHE THIS KOOKY MAN AND A-RUDY IS HIS NAME"

         *THE  RUDY VERSE*

Has your dementia gotten worse?

Is it now your greatest curse?



Does it cause your teeth to clack,

Does it make your sweat run black?


Must you always seek the spotlight,

Spewing untruths as your 'birth-right'? !!


Rude-man, Has your dementia gotten worse?

                  Rudy, Rudy...Will you just go away?


Tuesday, November 17, 2020

LOOKS LIKE YOU'RE "WEAK SAUCE"!!!

 

Is your vengeful center large?

Might it fill a floating barge?

Does it rival 20 whales,

Tipping Wall Street's massive scales?



How you covet fame and riches !

(Tossing poor folks into ditches) !!





(Unfortunately, it is ...among other things)



                                                       When will the madness stop?????

IMPEACH  THIS  BASTARD,  

DONALD  J. TRUMP !!!!!!

Monday, November 16, 2020

KNOW WHAT?

                         I'D LIKE TO READ 

   HIS  BRAIN MRI...

****************


Is your frontal lobe small,  (Dr. Atlas) ?

FACT: The Washington Post doesn't think much of Dr. Scott Atlas and, as a diagnostic radiologist (myself) who specializes in reading MRIs, neither do I...

{'nuff said }

Saturday, November 7, 2020

12-7 Was A Date That We WERE Pearl-Harbored...

 But 11-7 will

be remembered as a date

THAT  WE WEREN'T

And, as my good luck turned out today, 


What a day to be in D.C.(!!!!)



Tuesday, October 20, 2020

Some Have No Spur To Prick The Sides Of Their Intent, But Only Vaulting Ambition...

 This year, what do the witches wish to add to their dirty, toxic brew?



Tongue of Rad-man

(short on sense),

Sautéed with

That fly on Pence. 

Ample chins

From younger days,

Turn this broth

A greenish haze.

Plop in 'pins'

That ain't too shabby;

Then chide the cauldron:

"Who's her daddy!"



Next, add in

Demented teeth,

A polished horse-face,

... Sarah Heath.


Slowly simmer (in)

Big white hoops;

M's shameful jacket

Crowns this soup!!!




Bubble, bubble

Toil and trouble:

Will the Donald

Score a double???








Sunday, October 18, 2020

WHEN I OPENED MY FORTUNE COOKIE TODAY...

IT  SIMPLY SAID THIS:


"CHAOS  AND

INCOMPETENCE


DO  NOT



A  PRESIDENT  MAKE"...



      Better pay attention folks !!!


 


The New York Times is definitely paying attention !!!!!