Thursday, May 31, 2012

The Jewish President

Adams was a piker,
And Washington was daft.
But each knew more of Hebrew
Than Clinton, Polk and Taft.

Grant was too dim-witted
To learn the Jewish ways,
But he was far more learned
Than Rutherford B. Hayes.

Taylor, Bush and Hoover
Could hardly read a book,
And Fillmore thought the Talmud
Not worth a second look.

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Prayer for Our Fallen Warriors

Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord,
And let perpetual light shine upon them.
May their souls and the souls of all the departed,
Through the Mercy of God rest in peace. Amen.

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Mythical Me

I’m mythically handsome.
I’m mythically thin.
By myth and by legend
I normally win.

I’m mythically brilliant.
I’m mythically smart.
I have the awareness
Of Mr. Descartes.

By day I’m a teacher,
But in my belief,
I morph in the evenings
To Indian Chief.

Friday, May 18, 2012

Fiat Lux!

“Let there be light!” declared the Lord.
And so it came to be.
Much like Obama promised us
A new transparency.

“Let there be firmament above!”
And so it came to be.
Just like Obamacare provides
A shield for you and me.

“Let water gather in its place,
And earth display its form!”
Just like the way Obama made
The One Percent reform.

“Let there be lights above the skies
To mark the days and nights!”
Much like the beacon that Barack
Has shined on civil rights.

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Mother is a Peach

My mother likes to hear me read
My poetry and verse.
She chuckles at the better lines,
And laughs when they are worse.

But skill is neither here nor there,
Nor is the poetry,
When I recite a silly verse
For Mom, my wife, and me.

She likes to hear archaic words
Like whither, thee, and thou,
And hopes that I will pen a verse
About a purple cow.

But even as the purple cow
Remains beyond my reach,
I have the means to tell the world
That Mother is a peach!

Friday, May 11, 2012

On My Behalf

Article link: ‘On My Behalf’

On my behalf the sun doth shine;
It lights my chosen way.
On my behalf the stars will glow
In luminous array.

On my behalf the rain doth fall
To soften up the greens.
On my behalf the course’s crew
Has mounted its machines.

On my behalf the roads are built
To smooth my chosen route.
On my behalf the unions build
A car that won’t pollute.

Monday, May 7, 2012


Article link: The Life of Julia

My parents call me Julia,
But friends may call me Jules.
I live on more than what I make
By following the rules.

At times when I am running short
I call on Uncle Sam.
He never questions what I spend,
And loves me as I am.

He gives me discounts for my loans
To keep the payments low,
And when my cards have all been maxed
He covers what I owe.

Tuesday, May 1, 2012


Forward! to the looming cliff.
Forward! to collapse.
Forward! to dependency.
Forward! to relapse.

Forward! in the growing mire.
Forward! in the muck.
Forward! in the sediment.
Forward! ’til we’re stuck.

Forward! to the plebiscite.
Forward! to the vote.
Forward! to the ballot box.
Forward! quote, unquote.

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