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

"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?

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 !!!!!!

KNOW WHAT?

                         I'D LIKE TO READ 

   HIS  BRAIN MRI...

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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 }

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.(!!!!)