Call them the “dark horse” if you wanna,
As for me I am rooting for Ghana,
In this conflagration,
This last ‘frican nation…
Is gonna give Uruguay trauma!
Uruguay is Acting like Fauna!
July 2nd, 2010Nothing to Sneeze At
June 6th, 2010Perhaps you could pass me the kleenex,
But not due to my need for clean specs,
They are needed for fears,
And mopping up tears,
Finding out we are LAST on the “greendex.”
Blecch!
June 4th, 2010How PR can become a train wreck,
Now Macdonald’s can pick up the check:
Instead of saying “yum” -
Folks found cadmium,
In glasses adornéd with Shrek.
Frivolity
June 3rd, 2010A limerick for Larry Craig:
The Daily Show needed to beg,
To get him on air.
We saw, I could swear,
John Oliver pulling his… leg!
Take That!
June 2nd, 2010The Kentucky Senate, with authority,
Passed with much more than majority,
A bill ‘gainst Rand Paul –
That ironically called –
Out his views as part of a “minority!”
You’ll never believe this. Work… yes actual employment, has re-entered my life and quite simply got in the way of keeping on track. I realize 7 days have passed between the June 1 entry and this one for June 2. As in the past, I shall make up this gap by leaps and bounds. Thank you for your patience, humble readers.
A word about how to read my limericks: If I end a phrase with a dash (“-”) it means that the line is meant to be read as if it were attached to the next line. Normally, for instance, there is a pause between lines in a limerick. When I use a comma at the end of a line, one should allow for the rhythmic rest, as it were. With a dash, the first syllable of the next line takes the place of that rhythmic pause. Try it out with the last three lines above — don’t take a breath and don’t “rest” or pause. You’ll see that the rhythm picks up speed and drives towards the final line.
Remember
June 1st, 2010Right now we are all being schooled:
Government is just big oil’s tool…
But let us recall,
As disaster enthralls,
Which party most loosened the rules!
Aw Sh*t
May 31st, 2010Just when you called the gulf a hearse,
With BP collectively cursed,
Some scientists reason,
That hurricane season,
Most likely makes tragedy worse.
Fluff
May 30th, 2010This is Growing Old
May 29th, 2010In humanity’s lust for “black gold,”
We forget that we’re being sold,
The true cost is hid,
Of life we’ll be rid,
And disaster’s a bitch to behold.
All Comparisons Inside
May 28th, 2010Unlike Exxon BP folks weren’t drunk-caught.
The size of their leak still debunked lots.
But I have to proclaim,
There’s no more fitting name –
For all efforts to stop it than “junk shot.”
Stopped Thrill
May 27th, 2010The “top-kill” attempt so far working,
Suppose that means I should stop smirking,
But why not tried first?
Likely earnings gone burst?
Or was it collective chain-jerking?
The Toiling of the Bell
May 26th, 2010Is your blood beginning to boil?
As leak-stopping tries have been foiled?
The real culprit here,
For those who can hear:
We must break addiction to oil!
Cloud 9-11 Lifting?
May 25th, 2010Their patriotic fervor ebbin‘,
GOP dough’s lost it’s leaven,
So screw first responders,
As senators pondered,
Seems they’re finally over nine-’leven.
Honesty
June 5th, 2010I know you may find it distressing;
The silence this blog’s been expressing,
With the spill uncontained,
Making jokes has been pained,
I find it all too damn depressing.
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