I say with a sigh, blood is not nobility
count how oft’ the Red Queen cries
“Off with his head”, she hardly says
anything else– Power ‘tis said
Twists ladies as men turning them quite
Blood’s no guarantee nobles will lead
To better or worse shifting us either way
We favor no crown, no throne, no aristocracy
We got revolution, remember, we can still march to the sea.
Donald was just beyond the breakers
when I saw him in trouble
struggling to stay above the water,
I was swimming to the rescue
when not a hundred feet
before I reached him, a huge grey fin
parted the water…
he went under, the sea turned red, a seal got tossed
up into the air by a great white
that swam away munching–
Donald came up
“Help, help me!”, he cried, “Help!”
the real horror was, I had to think twice.
Photos of Leaves and Trees by Rob Kashey.
Was there ever a president of the United States
Who said he could freely grab women
By their pussies and get away with it just
Because he was a star? No, there never was one
That said that.
The Hummingbird is a Humming Dash
The Blue Jay, Blue Bandit
A House Cat, the Rat Catcher
The Rainbow Trout, a Rainbow Splash
The Tick, a Bloodsucker
The Flea, an Annoying Little Shit–
And lower than a flea
Truly more absurd
A falsely feathered thing
Tweets around D. C. — The Liar Bird.
The right wing and the left
Are pitted so fiercely
against each other
It’s scarin’ me
half to death,
Some talking civil war,
is for the birds:
An eagle needs
two wings to fly, there’s
Too much tweetin’ goin’ on!