Sunday, April 28, 2013

Mr. Bumble Was Right

It’s come to this:
You now can parse
A phrase about
A chubby arse
Before a judge,
Before the law,
And thus compel
The state withdraw
The awful charge,
The awful shame,
The bully tag
Against your name.

Sunday, April 21, 2013

Gracious in Defeat

Ever gracious in defeat,
The President decries
The winners of the gun debate
For telling brazen lies.
Always gracious in defeat,
Their logic he assaults.
He questions their integrity,
And shames them for their faults.
Truly gracious in defeat,
He points across the aisle,
And paints opponents of his plan
As wicked, false, and vile.

Saturday, April 13, 2013

The Ruling Class

I’ve often criticized the men
Who drive our state affairs.
I’ve mocked the manner of their speech
And parodied their airs.
Impugned the motives of their deeds
Have I, and even more,
I’ve made a sport of prodding them
For issues they ignore.
But in a flash of clarity
I ponder them anew,
And see them in another light
I saw not hitherto.

Saturday, April 6, 2013

If Only I Were King

I have a plan for what to do.
It’s good, but here’s the thing:
I’d have a very different plan,
If only I were king.
I’m raising taxes on the rich –
I’m sure they’ll feel the sting.
But I would raise their taxes more,
If only I were king.

The plan will make my union friends
Content enough to sing.
But I could make them happier,
If only I were king.