It makes me very happy to see this lying sack of sh*t go.
Now, if there were just a way to make sure he doesn't get a penny of his government pension. Or at least prosecute him for perjury (an Attorney General who lies!) and disbar him.
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And now, another poem from BAP 2007, by Seattleite, Jeanette Allee:
Crimble of Staines
You're back in motherbickered
England dumb with brick
— viper typists.
Such organized fear: rigidity as fetish
Sphincter sphunct filthiness in wainscoted ways.
Jolly 'ol brims with againstness
"Anti-clockwise" — "Ante-natal" if you will —
The crumbling masonry of
Your "anti-relationship structure" you once called it before
You went away. Such negativity in names:
Wormwood Scrubs as prison, animal park Whipsnade
The motorshop Crimble of Staines
Kidney pie tastes like potty
Cheat never equals cheated upon.
After you left me, I bought a barrister
Besotted — blotto — up to my rooms
Is this how they do it I kept wondering,
Dull as cotton batting, without love?
In his garden variety serpentry he left
On our bodgy bed — a wrunkled skin — still crawling, crawling.
— from FIELD
2 comments:
Now if only Dubya and the rest of his warmongers would follow. We could have President Pelosi until Jan. 2009. :)
Once I found a poem and a tablet of chocolat on my door.
The poem said, and I 'd never forgot:
It must be , your often asked
docter plaese mend this broken hart.
I imagine de ladies line the hall,
as they wisper it hurts, here, here, yes here.
I think you wrote it. I was touched by it.
Nice memory's
Thanks
Rik from Holland
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