That's right! In honor of National Poetry Month (three months
late)—GOP candidate haiku for 2016. After working on these 5-7-5
syllable poem-ets, I have to tell you—these are some scary mofos who
hope to head the United States of America.
According to
their almost universal policies, they would easily excel within any
Taliban government. And given their druthers, teen-aged girls and
full-grown women (including victims of rape and incest) should have
babies—lots and lots of babies. That leaves these guys free to count
their dirty, ill-gotten gun-lobby money while incarcerating as many poor
addicts as possible, possibly murdering them with the death penalty
whether they're guilty or not. Forget about healthcare, teeming
masses—if you can't afford healthcare, that's just God's mandate. And
are they pals with God! God is their great big buddy and right-hand man.
I think that covers it.
Oh, and they'd really rather
many of us not vote, so they can continue to power up their Fox
News-generated political sideshow to stay in office as long as possible
and feed off us like a bacterial infection.
Let's haiku:
Jeb Bush
No on abortion
Yes to the death penalty
Voting rights? Hah! lol
Chris Christie
Look into his eyes
The bullies from seventh grade
had more empathy
Ted Cruz
shuts down government
thinks climate change is a joke
morally bankrupt
Dr. Ben Carson
Believes health care law
is as bad as slavery
This man is confused
Donald Trump
Mr. pouty face
would-be supreme dictator
of major suckage
Carly Fiorina
My old HP boss!
a glorified P.R. hack
—so she qualifies
Mike Huckabee
Outlaw abortion
All human life is precious
Have a gun instead
Bobby Jindal
Paranoid zealot
drowning in a no-go-zone
of his withered mind
Rand Paul
libertarian
fiscally conservative
tea party code words
Rick Perry
policy wanker
deep in the heart of Texas
a heart of darkness
Rick Santorum
Family values
don't include contraception
Google "Santorum"
Scott Walker
is lacking daughters
to undergo ultrasound
for their abortions
Wednesday, July 22, 2015
Monday, July 13, 2015
My idea-generator is as empty as...
Summer's here and my brain is shutting down. And my landlord is swapping out all my bathroom hardware, originally from 1978. And the only films I've watched lately are Inside Out and Life Itself—both popular and very worth seeing. Day after day I stare at this blank blogger rectangle, trying to think of things to type, but all that comes up is:
Trona Pinnacles
Badwater Basin
This White Mountains slag heap
I'm hoping we go on a trip soon so I'll have something to write about. Otherwise, you're going to be seeing a post about my updated bathrooms. And we don't want that.
Trona Pinnacles
The tufa formations of my mind |
Badwater Basin
The salt flat of my mind |
This White Mountains slag heap
Yup, the slag heap of my mind |
I'm hoping we go on a trip soon so I'll have something to write about. Otherwise, you're going to be seeing a post about my updated bathrooms. And we don't want that.
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