Sundays with chocolate, chocolate chip mint ice cream hold the whipped cream, add almond, 🌴 coconut 🥥 milk, extra thick with coffee, mocha-chip, a side of pistachio and vanilla- plain —- March 29, 2020

I’m a nut 

I’m afraid.

My song’s been sung 

My bed is made. 

That was yesterday

Today is Sunday 

Sprinkled with new possibility and ever-growing hope. 

Courage may not be too much to ask for 

Before I go far afield 

Yielding to temptations

Post meditation 🧘‍♀️ 

Um

So returning to the breath

The breadth and depth of yesterday’s pain 

Looking at it dispassionately in the main

It is plain that sometimes I’m a nut

But less often as Zoloft doth soften 

Ruminative thought

It has bought me more richly experienced

Time brought me more consistent joy

I can enjoy 

Nuts for a nut 

🥜 on Sundaes. 

On weekends not but Tuesdays or Mondays. 

So that first few lines 

A cry 

A plea 

Depressed 

Yet not quite a mess 

Today already by 8 a.m. 

I reread what was so hurting expressed. 

So that was yesterday’s poem. 

Overnight after seeing a movie with my son set from time to time in Rome 

Speaking doppio il 🎥 film, un po’ d’italiano 

The pain of things like playing piano 

Doth recede 

Though a potent memory 

Many, many painful 😣 memories of

Failure, humiliation led to the initial feelings above 

No longer è una necessita 

To try to push them away 

They flow lighter not suite lightly yet 

Like patches dark less metastasizing 

Less immobilizing 

No need any longer on them to dwell 

Less time, as a result, do I spend in my personal hell. 

Still and but 

In some ways, I’m still a nut 

But 

Though I’m afraid

And many of 

My songs have been sung 

I make our bed 

Resting between intense, wonderfully glowing

Flowing moments and hours 

Creative, productive with increasing confidence in what emerges as innate and developed strengths of compassion, increasingly appropriate boldness and somethings which surprise as newly budding 🌺 flowers 🌸 

verdant 🥬 greens spring forth daily, sublimely, subliminally, subtly, inexorably, the natural, microcosm - though usually hidden and decimated - the human potential of practically infinite powers. 

the human potential of practically infinite powers. 

human potential 

practically infinite possibilities 

Possibilities 

Agency 

Choice. 

****

Saturday, March 28,2020

I’m a nut 

I’m afraid.

My song’s been sung 

My bed made. 

Friday, March 27, 2020

******

Duke’s Daily

Saturday, March 28, 2020

🐇 Parable of The Easter Bunny and 

the 🇨🇳 Chinese Flu. 🐇 

A bunny 🐇 with magical 🧙‍♀️ powers flew 

In and whispered to you know who. 

The magical, sexy bunny whispered in his ear 

Donald dear 

To your advantage again 

Do something about the governor of Michigan. 

Don’t send supplies to guys

You despise. 

Let them suffer. 

Let them cry 😢 

Hell... 👿 let them Dems all die. 

He smirked his smirky smirk. 

Now Don, let’s show everyone 

Just what a sweet, lovable hon 

You hunk of a handsome son of a gun loving 

NRA guy why care about kids in cages or the kids killed in violent rampages...

Or suicides- 

Less people 

More for me and mine.

All mine 

I am, if not an angel 😇 

Angel of god, perhaps the Chosen One. 

Just for sport 

Just for fun 

Let’s see if the enemies of the peoples’ assets and fault-ridden fortresses can be broken balustrade by balustrade.

(Editor’s note: he’d never use a word like balustrade. Let’s trade it for banister, something he could get out of a canister.)

So as I said, dead-head, just fir fun 

Being the Chosen One 

Making their work undone 

Their assets frozen. 

I am the 

Erlkönig 

The King of the States thanks to me snd only 

me 

The States United Less

The States Less United 

The Great 

Greatest nation made great again. 

The Great State of SLUBTD

The Greatest States Less United by The Donald. 

Sure who doesn’t love ❤️ McDonalds 

And Chinese delicacies -including not only women, also food. 

See I’m so good at international good

Will 

If I have to spill the beans, first I’ll spill blood. 

Not mine, oh no. It’s understood. 

Not of the boys in my own great gated neighborhood. 

More divided we stand, sabers rattling stabbing 

We are so grand 

(Especially me, my handiwork 

Works like clockwork.)

with the honest feelings of my people allowed into the day of light. 

The light of day 

Say!

It’s terrible though, the violence against Asians in our great land. Probably because of they Chinese virus. The Chinese flu. 

Ah choo. 

No he’s not sick. 

Just a Dick-ensian prick-ly 

Thickly armored, heartless despicable parasitically bullying hick. 

Band together my white knights 

Shine your crosses bright in the starry night. 

Who’s next on the list?

Hmmm. For the mill grist. 

When I assumed the throne -oops - got into office 

First I removed Jews from the Holocaust 

At little cost, pious Jews still threw 

me a Netanyahu 

party 🎈 being a smarty, next I built a wall, a big beautiful, matt black- as a matter of fact- a tall wall festooned- by my platoons- with barbed wire wall 

To keep out pleading, bleeding 🩸 mothers, hopes receding and their pathetic poor plentiful pandemics, poodles, padres, madres, babies, and more. But surely there’s a way to let in the teenage babes hungry, sore and dirt poor. 

As a testament to my greatness above all 

This wall 

This enduring symbol 

Like the Washington Monument 

Or the Lincoln Portrait of Copland-

No it was “Fanfare for the Common Man

 (I had to suffer through it at a ball game in Oakland).

Except Copland 

Cared about the common man 

I’m much more focused. 

I only care about me. 

I have the absolute right 

To be as dissolute as a jailhouse bird 

On a spree just released from the penitentiary. 

Maybe I’ll pardon all criminals if they pledge allegiance to me. 

Not only McConnell and Pence 

Who has too much sense and steals the spotlight making me uptight 

Smaller sycophants’ 

Their mesmerized chants 

Advance my ruse and rise. 

No rapists, murders and criminals

From Mexico. 

I have to support Texaco snd Boeing 

(Got lots of their stock.... 🤫 shhhh).

My Muslim ban 

Ban on Europeans and Chinese...

Please!!

Don’t forget

It’s America first 

And I...

I am America. 

I am America the Great. 

Americus Greatest thing

(Call me POTUS- has a pleasant ring)

or President for Life 

For the sake of modesty

Don’t call me king. 

That’s a British thing. 

Too bad about Boris. 

Too bad about Mitt. 

I hope that nitwit has a good old time with my buddy John McCain. 

Am I making myself plain?

Riding in one of my army’s planes 

How glorious it would be 

To rule over a country 

That I alone can save 

From civil war 

What fun 

My buddies armed to the teeth with body armor, bulletproof cars are the stars

Of the NRA

“Hey..  Hel-low.  Make ‘em pay. 

Just as Fox reports in a fair and balanced way 

(Except when they show anything that might suggest I am not perfect, the King of Israel, Prince in waiting decimating Europe, 🇨🇳 China-maybe we’ll see 

if I can get Xi 

To play ball ⚽️ at all

Putin, Xi, Little Rocket Man

Can 

With a little help from Putin and maybe me 

We can rule this f-ing planet 

As I plan it 

Then to do away with unnecessary workers 

Like Putin, Xi, Little Rocket Man

Leaving rule of this little, tiny orb to me

I’ll sell us out to the highest bidding alien  

As much in love with my self-created greatness as to his statue was Pygmalion. 

Bunny thoughtfully said

Before doing away with the Legislature 

Putting your signature 

On all the relief checks

Helps undo those pesky checks 

And balances while easing 

The way to increasing your account balances. 

With a grossly imbalanced budget 

You are great, the greatest at fudging it. 

Of course McConnell and the🍌Banana Republicans 🍌

Of course, while you work so hard on your favorite golf course some dumb Dems 

Will think that as you sweetly plant 🌱 seeds 

In the wilderness of weeds in the swamp you so eloquently drained yet remains a stinking, sickening, sticking point, getting your nose out of joint that some dare accuse you of actually making the swamp into a polluted great - no 👎 not great 👍 but the greatest of Great Lakes. 

Some even say you’re a fake.

They don’t realize, dear Don that you are ever so brilliant at increasing your own personal take. 

Take the idea, replicate 

With your own mug 

And a bunny hug 

Portraits of Stalin and Portraits of Chairman Mao 

somehow 

add to the populist propaganda parade. 

In your endless, self-aggrandizing charade you’ll show them Dems 

Smirking your smirky smirk 

That a poor self-made crooked, manipulative, endlessly lying to desperate, frightened folks buying every word, paying with their health, their safety and what 😮 remains of their wealth while you so sweetly prove to everyone but you and your lockstep cronies and infatuated idiots that your ever so sweet smirk is just the tip of the iceberg proving you are the biggest, greatest, most monumental and monumentally delusional and dangerous jerk. 

You are not just rotten like the early Grinch. 

It is a cinch to say 

With this bug in your ear 

Your beautiful, magical bunny dear 

It is ever so clear 

My Donald dear 

You are if the first order 

The first magnitude 

You are nearly at the end of your life-long dream on a path 

Confirming your greatly, huge, historically being a desperately driven psychopath. 

To be pursued by a bunny or a few 

Might be too good to be true. 

But 

 “I’m being persecuted anew!”

Can you believe it? 

It’s true!

Over the Chinese flu. 

And with Easter coming up too!

Fake news 

Blame Fu Man Chu 

Claim peons from Machu Pichu 

In Eastern Peru 🇵🇪 

Grew an anti malarial 💊  drug 💉 

To kill this novel viral bug.

Hey sweetie, come give POTUS a hug. 

Bill, full of bull 

Wasn’t cowed 🐄 

Clinton lied when he denied 

Having sex with that woman. 

Can you imagine a president lying?!

I’m not just trying 

I’m doing huge things. 

Great things. 

Brings me back 

To the viscous attack

On me!

Honestly 

How could that be?!!

Leave me

To gloat with my bunnies. 

Look my luscious honey!

A war gives me more power

This aphrodisiac gets stacked girls into the sack. 

Look at me

I’m back!

I’m the new black 

🍊 Orange 

Not like those other hacks. 

The orange 🍊 

Not grapefruit 

great war-time president 

Like those other residents 

of the White House 

Ike, the general 

FDR whose new deal was 

Compared to me 

Mine is bigger, better

Yet I won’t forever let her

Red letter A 

The Scarlet Letter (I was supposed to read it but better the Cliff Note, better to copy from the paper I stole. Better still, hire that poor pill to write it for me while I got my fill at the whore house on the hill. (Kind of like today, now that I think about it.)

Wanting to import an important ingredient for hand sanitizer from that Asian also-ran 

Home to the virus of Wuhan

I will not let any health or Coronavirus related products enter from China 🇨🇳 

On my watch 

Only things like Apple watches. 

On my watch 

The priorities are botched—

I mean clear. 

We don’t care about 👵 grandma dear 

If she has to die 

For me 

to supply my great natural talents to 

Re-starting my greatest-ever economy. 

Don’t believe the coming 30% unemployment rate. 

Don’t take the fake media bait. 

Just relate to your beloved father POTUS. 

I will keep us safe, conditionally-and on notice. 

Your pain 

Your suffering 

Your starvation

Your Coronavirus and other illnesses 

Your fear...

No big deal. 

Just think how I, the most beloved POTUS must feel 

with stock markets’ colapse 

(Ho hum, don’t be glum. 

I made a tidy sum 

Discussing a month ago at dim sum 

From morn till lunch when we were done

I played golf ⛳️ 

Then dreaming of selling short 

Ha ha, the poor, stupid tax-paying goodie-goodie two-shoes whose votes I’ll happily lose 

Who lost in the best bear 🐻 market colapse 

I yawned then took naps. 

Your pain, the pain from Maine

To California from the Redwood forests 

To the Gulf Stream Waters 

For starters 

This land is made for me.

And not you. 

Period. 

What!? you call me a thug?!

A tug of war between science 🧬 and the anti-fact king who in fact backs fracking 

Attacking in a bold manly way 

All things EPA. 

delaying testing telling us to all go to church 

Killing thousands 

Could be millions 

But his billions are safe. 

Thank god!

I am the chosen one 

To throw paper towels at the Puerto Rican’s after Hurricane Florence 

When will it stop 🛑?

They keep asking for handouts

Like the states do now 

And how unprepared they were. 

Don’t they know I have an abhorrence 

For people from Florence 

The Paris discord 

Global warming is pleasant

For my pals in Petrograd, Moscow 

Let’s have a Russian Easter Overture

Said Rimsky to Kandinsky 

By way of Danny Kay at Mandy Minsky’s. 

Nijinsky could paint the town red 

But I just want to mint money 

And play with my bunnies instead. 

Bugs Bunny knew 

More than Elmer J. Fudd 

And our rudderless bleeder 

Of the masses 

Enjoying his sweet molasses 

And pretty girls

Assets he has plenty. 

But let’s make sure 

Just to tilt the score 

I keep more 

Even if you have no food 🥘 in your local neighborhood store. 

Or

Did POTUS declare 

from pontificating podiums

somewhere 

Not far from Delaware 

We should not care 

About science 🧪 

Don’t trouble your conscience with tweezers 

Over the death of a few old geezers. 

They don’t mind giving their lives 

I presume 

So my great, huge, beautiful stock market boom

can soon resume its glorious rallying bloom. 

Grandma is dead

Alas too soon. 

As a boon, to my vast wealth increasing vivacious-bunny-like but voracious insatiable machine, she was fed. 

Out of mind. 

Get out of bed

Get back to work, being well fed 

Thanks to me 

And my hugely successful, big, beautiful economy 

Which I alone was responsible for reviving 

From the errors of those who come before. 

All ye Christian ✝️ folk 

No joke as Churchill said 

As Frederick Church (who is also now dead 

See I know my history)

Church, Churchill 

Yes we will all go on Easter to church. 

Not enough meds, protective gear, ventilators and such.

Well, it’s the states’ governors at fault for not thinking ahead. 

Me? 

I take no responsibility

I take no responsibility for anything bad. 

Only I take responsibility when investors bid up stock prices am I really glad. 

I may be mad 

But I’ve got it made in the shady groves 

Let everyone else eat stale loaves with 

rotten garlic cloves. 

My feet are not cloven. 

I’m better than Beethoven. 

Can’t waste my time planning how to help poor farmers, poor workers, poor immigrants, messy and all for them I don’t feel. 

I am the giddy, giant king, the real deal. 

I don’t care if your kids go without a meal. 

I’m in a hurry 

To be with a cute, young bunny with a cute little playboy tail a bit playful and furry. 

(For Easter, he probably hired a few 

bunnies, maybe even covered them in chocolate.)

Yes, the Russians assured him of winning 

(Under that Orange 🍊 rug is his hustler’s hair thinning?) 

(Has it fallen off when bear-hugging Miss America or foreign hustlers and cattle rustlers?)

No, that’s just the beginning. 

He’s grinning all the way to the banks’

Biggest bailout. 

(Does he buy and sell when he’s about 

to cause a majestic market rout?

No doubt, he manipulates the bourse. 

Does he also cheat on the golf course?)

Still not much passed the beginning 

Of reasons for his winning

A trade war 

Are you sure 

It was so easy 

Makes our farmers and businesspeople queasy. 

He decimated the department responsible for planning for endemics 

Among other cuts 

Cuts to our safety. 

But what is the health and safety 

Of Americans to the great stable genius, Agent Orange 🍊 ?

When told people are dying 

as a result of his lack of planning, delaying testing to keep the numbers down 

This clown’s endless lying, testily testifying.

My efforts- by huge margins far the best 

It’s the rest 

Of the world

The media hoax 

The impeachment hoax 

The Chinese Climate Change Hoax 

The Russian hoax 

The Robert Mueller hoax

And now the greatest hoax (opportunity for a power grab🧇 )

It’s this Chinese, yes them again 

And then 

The Chinese virus again 

Perhaps in cahoots with men from Michigan. 

Bunny whispers

Good thing you’re “in the moment hon”

Your repetitive obsession with vindictive rightful indignation was getting on my nerves.  

I deserve only good things 

Which Barr went so far as 

To partially bar and redact

While more draconian self-serving laws I enact. 

I haven’t contracted

The Chinese virus

Nor contacted 

The Dems 

The unfit, ugly, fat, dyke femmes 

It’s always them others. 

It’s always them thems. 

Of the stimulus- really a lifeline bailout 

Not withstanding the failed Republican fallout 

He and cronies said 

There’s too much in it for the little guy, the unemployed the fakers, misfits, the entitled half dead. 

They should have thought ahead and given thought to going in 

for white collar 

Crime. 

Sure puts a pretty penny 

Even a few nickels and dimes 

Into the well-lined 

Pockets of POTUS & Co. 

Oh, how our assets 

do not so 

slowly grow. 

The big corporations and the fat cats with bjg double chins and double martinis and even bigger corporations under their belt 

Sure they could lose a few pounds

A few lire, reals, pesos, dollars and rubbles they’ve got so much green 🥬 leafy, freshly minted lettuce 🥬 

let us pray! ✝️ 

To the one god, the father, the Holy Ghost 

Yes, Yes, he cried. 

Yes, Yes- you knew all along it was I. 

Oh lords, oh folk heroes 

let us not forget Paul Bunyan 

And let us not lose courage

Protect our private stash of freshly printed cabbage. 

Making us dash for plenty of cash. 

Be a giant like Paul Bunyan 

CYA 

So another day you can play 

With someone else’s money. 

No need to be a hero 🦸‍♀️ like Bunyan 

Never, ever panic. 

But if you do panic

Panic first 

Protect our cash, options and “most of all ,” said Paul

Protect our onions!

It’s true. 

Read it in the Onion. 

The parasites with bunions living off the fat of the land 

Making several grand an hour 

Have a lot of power 

Some, like our great stable genius 

Liked golden showers. 

More liked their golden parachutes 

To boot. 

What a hoot. 

The rot and root of all evil 

(A point far from moot)

The Onion should have reported 

While CYA and protecting their options and onions 

Maybe they can lose a few million in gold bouillon 

Or a billion in

the cash and carry trade 

They forbade 

the lower classes to attend classes or get an M.BA.

Hey, Hey!

Nay!

Not the fault of the POTUS 

There will always be jack 

(Asked 

a nasty question)

No, the fault dear Brutus is not in our pornstars 

Nor in Coronavirus nor SARS. 

It is much of the populist populace 

Who make the U.S.- in the eyes of the world- 

Look like so much of jacks’ jock  

Itch to be ever more rich 

New World selfish, stupid, asinine, crass 

Base pandering 

Speech meandering 

Bass fishing for praise 

Like our POTUS 

That is 

If you’ve 

Noticed

Our POTUS is never wrong. 

His base has a short memory. 

Of how he chips away at their healthcare Health insurance. 

But oh boy!

Oh baby!

Oh man!

They sure love his macho ever-boasting self/aggrandizing endurance. 

With the issuance of ever lower-paying bonds 

They tighten the bonds on the weary 

With nary a tear of regret 

They’ll bet against you 

The first chance they get. 

Yes, our POTUS is never wrong

He’s on the white path to being 

Not only The Chosen One, The King 👑 of Israel, lord over what remains of NATO

Yes, our POTUS is never wrong

They love his singing the song 

That they’ve craved all along. 

We are the true owners of god’s kingdom on Earth

To prove it 

meet 

in church on Easter 

It will be cool, neat, hip and now 

How the Chinese flu will be through. 

Yes by Easter 

I’ll have knocked it on it’s keister. 

****

****

The world 🌎 is going to pot 

(Maybe I should smoke some...

...or maybe 

not.)

Not some pot-brained idea

That you hear 👂 in one ear 

Out the rear 

Windows or Macintosh 

My gosh

Here’s how to trash the poisonous orange 🍊 king of kibosh   

More outlandish than Ann Landers 

Giving advice to Bernie Sanders 

Or a giraffe 🦒 brained POTUS 

Nah 

That’s insults the giraffe. 

Everybody needs a laugh. 

Without it, some would go daft. 

My life raft. 

****

To help my fellow human beings

And stop my guilt at being a selfish 

Self-centered seeing- eye person 

In the land of the one-eyed king 

Kong would go ape 🦧 if he lost at Pong 

Ping rings the cell in Pyongyang

Quite annoying as we left Hanoi 

Oh boy 

What can I do?

I can write humor it is is true. 

So, that is exactly, precisely and plentifully 

What I’ll do. 

****

Thursday’s almost done

At quarter to twelve still having fun. 

Why not more guilt?

I thought I was built for guilt. 

The pendulum has swung. 

The Library Bell 🔔 has rung. 

switch turned off

Thank goodness for a big dose of Zoloft. 

Mercoledì 25, Marzo

Let’s put this great country

The country I made great 

Again 

Back to work. 

Do it by Easter so everyone can go to church. 

If a few old or sick people get the new, novel flu 

It’s their patriotic duty to die and do 

get out of the way 

so my billionaire buddy’s can have more golf courses on which to play. 

Play fair?

You think I care?

****

Come rain, sun or hail 

The U.S. Postal service will deliver the mail. 

Voting by mail may be this moment’s momentous holy grail. 

T. will try to postpone or cancel it. 

If the kangaroo court 

Of impeachment by his cohort 

Is any guide 

We’re in for an even wilder ride. 

One suspects

That T. 

That is T. Rex

Has cast a hex 

On the lock and goose step

Banana Republicans adept 

At flexing 

And oh man! this is crazy. 

They are midwifing Hydra-headed Rosemary’s babies. 

Match point!!!

Martedì March 24, 2020

****

Yes folks

Step right up 

Carnival’s already hopping, dancing girls, funny jokes 

Buy your snake oil and Cokes. 

No more democratic, media or Chinese hoax!

Isn’t it terrible Chinese-Americans, great people 

Are being attacked. 

This has got to stop 🛑 

As the commander in chief

I have a beef 🥩 

A bone to pick 

As the man who single-handedly drained the swap -you know it was all Hillary’s fault for being in bed with the rich bankers and business people, not to mention her child sex-trafficking  -maybe now that I had Jeffrey killed- I mean now that he’s gone, I’ll give Oprah a call about the underage girls my alt-right buddies drool over. Did I ever tell you how hot my daughter was when she was a teen?

Move over...

Moreover I’ve made much more money than Oprah who grew up rich...

Me, I was just a poor boy, self-made honest to god overcoming every obstacle to become the richest man in the world. Just look at my tax returns....

That is, just as soon as the audit is done. 

Yes, as the most powerful man in the world, respected by all, having brought North Korea to its senses, having brought the great management style of my favorite dictators into the White House and having brought -my single greatest, most generous, magnanimous-see I know all the big words- my selfless giving up of billions of dollars and does anyone thank me?

I brought Chinese food into the White House. And lest anyone think I have limited taste, I also bring in Bjg Macs. 

We won’t let Boeing, a great American Company suffer. And if we have any time left and the printing press is still working, we’ll send a few bucks to Americans. Real Americans, if you get my drift. But not if they earn less than $99,000. I mean why would we give a handout to such lazy people?

My alt-right guys say maybe in addition to police and Jews, it would be good news to spray the virus on those poor suckers who have to work two or three jobs just so they can raise their pathetic -mostly minority immigrant kids who grow up to be rapists and murders. Of course some are very good people. So many suckers. Like all the folks who pay taxes. Ha. 

And my greatest achievement among so many especially during these times of the Russian hoax-they’ve pledged not to get caught- again when they help out a little in 2020.  My greatest achievement in these times of the Chinese global warming hoax and impeachment hoax and the Chinese virus hoax by the way I was so prepared. I knew what a pandemic was. Ivanka told me. She’s still cuter with that perfect profile, shapely figure, beautiful.... 

I knew couldn’t get it- you know the Chinese virus, so  I shake hands with everyone. You’ll never see a friendlier guy. I kiss all the babes and sometimes babies if their mothers are young and hot. 

So Chinese hoax one, Chinese hoax two, impeachment hoax, Russian hoax. Nobody has ever been disrespected the way I have been so badly treated by the phony press, the Democratic hoax  

and no jokes 

Fox says it’s the Ukraine who meddled in our ballet box. 

And into every box a little 🦊 fox for air and balanced news. Even Ted Cruz now sounds my praises. Didn’t his father assassinate JFK? He’s the one with the fat ugly wife? And we’ll sure miss Mitt when he can’t get a respirator for that new Chinese hoax of a Coronavirus. Remember their first hoax? Global warming... my pals in Russia 

They just love warmer winters. And look what I’ve done to bring down the price of oil! Of course I’ve got to prop up my buddies in Saudi Arabia and Texas -they give me almost as much graft as my hunting buddies from the NRA. They’ve got some sense of humor those guys. Ha. They joked, if I didn’t make light of all the killings in schools and churches and just so Jews didn’t feel left out -the second amendment patriots did a little something at synagogues too. Sure what’s a blood 🩸 it’s thicker than water. I dint drink you know. I am after a very religious, moral kind of guy. Just try to tempt me with a bribe or a couple of babes. Ha. In no time at all, I’ll find a way to blame the media and the do nothing Dems. Now look at what I’ve done’ 

I’ve rolled back regulation. 

I cut government spending -especially on unimportant things like planning for an endemic. I mean how often do you have an endemic. It’s like an enema given by a pretty young medic. 

Now look ever the church has helped out with social distancing. And know how I can’t edit for us all to go to church, a beautiful thing the virus will be gone like a miracle after all we’re in day 10 of 15. It will be fine with the warm weather. I have such a natural feel for science. 

And those helpful clergy. They said to help with social distancing and for Lent kind of like knocking up two birds 🦅 with one dictator’s putter if you know what I mean. Those guys are so patriotic they said that for the couple of weeks it will take me up completely get rid of the novel virus they are going to suspend all sex with choirboys- and girls. We’re so proud of their becoming so equal opportunity for all white children. 

As the man who single-handedly made Moscow -I mean America great again 

I demand all anti-Chinese violence stop. 

I demand it stop ✋ right away, immediately 

Especially since we’re busy defeating this invisible Chinese virus. 

****

The end of the tunnel is near and clearly 

We see the light at the end of said tunnel. 

No, no funnel vision is needed. 

No need to pray or plead 

Just send me more tributes, no mead

And send those gold coins with his-speed 

Indeed, just heed the word of god 

After all, god heard it from me

I friended him

On a generous whim. 

How else could it be?

****

Isn’t it great?

Isn’t it grand?

From the podium 

The band stand of our made great again land 

He gives himself a hand for conquering 

This Coronavirus thing. 

In only fifteen days 

The message he relays 

Don’t worry 

We won’t leave you in the lurch...

We should all go to church 

On Easter Sunday. 

The great father 

(Not the Holy See

But acts like he 

is the next in line to be)

Goes farther and farther into the danger zone 

To which all mortals are prone. 

Unknown to him

His guts of Teflon are proven and so shown. 

Odd that one invincible about so in love with our great country shirked and slinked our of military service. 

Of course it always services 

Him to lie, cheat, steal, brow-beat and steal 

He’ll say 

“Yes, you are dying, yes you are suffering. I see your pain. 

But you really shouldn’t complain 

Because I’ve given up billions. 

And have you thanked. 

Ok, not in the last fifteen minute. 

What?!, Oh you can no-longer speak?

Oh that’s too bad but don’t think I’m a heel. 

I’m doing it all for the public weal.”

He mocked Mitt in one of his innumerable fits 

Of infantile bile

When told Romney is afflicted with Coronavirus he couldn’t help smirk 

Because this heartless jerk 

Would love to see all people who love truth and decency 

Whom he sees as adversaries and haters 

Be dying on ventilators. 

But that can’t happen 

Because it so happens 

He’s preventing production of medical supplies. 

Doesn’t affect him as he’s above the law 

Natural law cannot reach him 

And there’s no way to teach him

But the fault lies not in the stars

Not on the par five where for a fleeting moment he seemed less of a nut 

But the fault lies

In escalating commitment to a decision 

In the face of -and yes here’s that pesky list again- crop failures, increasing hurricanes, flooding and earthquakes, melting of the polar ice caps, torrential rains, flash droughts, increased racial violence, market manipulation and collapse 

(Ready for sleepless nights and unrestful naps?)

The fault lies with those preeminent climate deniers, yes those famed, gaming Banana Republicans who will do anything for tax cuts, corporate bailouts, handouts and deregulation even deny a few bubbles here and there and everywhere...

They are responsible for spreading the drugged message of alt-right nuts’

To the base’s brainwashed hearts, minds and guts. 

****

Foot thick, pre-chewed, semi-ossified chewing gum on the bottom of my shoes, around my

ankles, knees, legs made moving forward difficult, as I tried to navigate the diluted pool of recently cooled tar and dilute quicksand. 

Fortunately the pool was only a foot deep...

... (in most places). 

Of course, there was the occasional pothole. 

Well, it wasn’t really a pool, more like a footpath- the seemingly Pre-ordained path, the corner into which I had painted myself- except this corner seemed to have been designed by Sisyphus. 

This swamp has been drained by coming alive as I strive 

to drive home a point or two 

(Maybe a few)

About the health, security and financial dangers we face as a result of the petty pace of the chosen one who can not tolerate losing a race 

Even as he enjoys 🍉 fruits 🍎 of foreign cheating and his race baiting 

Letting those fine folks on both sides 

Come out into the open from hiding in their 

Poisonous rat’s nests to infest our nation 

With conspiracy theories about creation and queries about truth, facts, science and decency at the expense of democracy. Leniency 

They show to criminals 

Even with the nit so subliminal lauding of war criminals

Taking a stand for guns and blind adherence in the name of religion as they pigeon-hole 

The truly holy and scholarly 

As less than minimum wage hourly 

Peons 

They pee on our constitution

Some telling us to drink cow urine 

Others advocating sledging Coronavirus bodily fluids on police, Jews and maybe blacks, Latinos and even druids. 

For seemingly eons 

Warning red 

signs neon 

Nightly cannot sprightly wake these soulless dead 

Instead they brainwash each other into seeking ground-breaking news from the Fox News crews. 

They who believe, devour and dance 💃 that foxtrot are not far from a plot 

Against America. 

Thanks to their party 🎉 it’s almost too late to reverse the lot of polo bears 

But who cares 

What takes place so far away on the top of the world much less in Antartica 

Hey it may be all white 

But even if that part’s alright 

It’s not here in my white-washed

White picket fence kibosh on checks and balance 

All we need is the fair and balanced 

Reporting to which all good 

Patriotic, god-fearing, gun loving, anti-fact, anti-science foxholes 

Understood is for our nation’s own good. 

Of course the elderly will readily die 

In service if making the rich richer. 

Soon other sub-populations will be volunteered to be slaughtered in the name of the state. 

Make no mistake 

Hate 

Knows no bounds 

When tied to fears and greed 

God-speed to a cure for this pox. 

A familiar theme is that pox 

Promulgated by Fox

Ad hoc, feasting on ham hocks 

At the block party 🎈 

Of the one and true party 

Not only grand and old, inappropriately, criminally bold 

But all has not been told!

To make us all brothers of the kool-aid brigade. 

Some of us stayed 

Home to respect our and our neighbors’ health  and the quickest possible resolution 

Of this crisis foe which our scientists seek a solution 

While certain popular, pro-populist ministers 

Minister to their flocks with hands-on healing 

Appealing to a god to health the sick and keep the healthy safe. Would be quite a trick. 

Stick tubes into the infected, the suffering. 

That’s if our great resident, stabile genuine genius would invoke the War Powers Act. 

Does he in fact 

Not want our country to stay intact?

That smacks of bring said with little tact. 

But rest assured 

America’s suffering is not ignored 

By Agent Orange 🍊 and one of his main bromance partners in the Kremlin no less 

Putin knows best. 

With their hypocrisy and short-sighted selves delighted in lock-step, goose-stepping prepping of the base rising to fevered pitch which he says may lead to civil war 

For sure his second amendment types 

Love the hype he tweets and speaks to us

In his uneducated daily tantrum fuss 

our conniving, sadistic, vengeful, vendetta-fetishistic gingo-istic Bogus

ever-lying/manipulating Potus. 

Match 22, 2020

Two human-looking robots are sitting in a bar. 

One turns to the other and says, 

“You know, we’re not quite ready to take over. 

It’s a little early for convergence.

“Should we help the humans until then?”

The other robot had been programmed in Scotland. 

He thinks for a minute. 

Then says 

“Aye, me laddie A-aye.”

****

Now this tenth collection

It would be a dereliction 

Of my dedication 

To rhyme 

Meyer and all those alliterative tricks. 

Now that first one there

Didn’t care to make much of poem so where 

Do you get off, asked my friend Geoff 

Soft on the rhyme scheme 

Came to me in a dream it seemed. 

I redeemed myself with this having fun 

With this second one 

As my son would say 

If he were in a Scottish sort of way 

Aye, now that’s not a bit of a poem, now is it

Laddie boy?.