Mass shootings happen all the time
Without a reason, but with rhyme:
For thoughts and prayers and guns, demand
Will spike, but changes won’t be planned.
Still, best be safe: Shore up your stock
Of weaponry in case the shock
Of this one causes such regret
That we’ll do what we haven’t yet,
By which I mean, a single thing…
I kid! We won’t. Let freedom ring.
Month: April 2019
Plus Also No Pollen
Gosh, I love the spring!
Push it down, it pops right back
With a happy twang.
Good Spoilersport
I have a life, so maybe shouldn’t
Also care for things I couldn’t
Possibly make time to see
In theaters or on T.V.
It isn’t fair of me to take
My lifeless friends to task, or make
A public fuss, complain or pout
Because of what they talk about
Amongst themselves where I can hear ’em,
Though discretion will endear ’em
To me for eternity!
(And those without are dead to me.)
First Ride Back
First ride back
Afflicts me on my
First ride back
I’d ask for my
First ride back
But I’m halfway so
First ride back
Innumerable
It’s nice when things are hard to count
It means you have a large amount
And many often equals good
So when it’s up to you, you should
Opt in to greater quantities
Unless you’re dealing with disease,
Disaster, disco…things that start
With “dis-” should still be kept apart
From others in their groups of peers
So you can count your happy years
Let Freedom Ring 21.71
Mass shootings happen all the time
Without a reason, but with rhyme:
For thoughts and prayers and guns, demand
Will spike, but changes won’t be planned.
Still, best be safe: Shore up your stock
Of weaponry in case the shock
Of this one causes such regret
That we’ll do what we haven’t yet,
By which I mean, a single thing…
I kid! We won’t. Let freedom ring.
Here’s Donny!
The Prez says, “I’m a young, vibrant man!”
As sincerely as anyone can
At age seventy-two.
It might even be true!*
*If your baseline’s the late Ed McMahon.
Rodney King’s Lament
Tribalism serves us well
When compromise invites the knell
Of cold mortality; less so
When rivals share one’s interests, though,
And not at all when threats external
Pale beside the fumes infernal
Emanating from within,
A thesis anti to win-win.
Right Where I Want Him
455 years old
And Shakespeare’s reached 4 billion sold
So I won’t stress if I don’t seize
The lead for four more centuries.
Step Away From The Basket
If you have to ask
Whether Peeps are good for you
You’re not good for you