Be Bright

Merry Christukahzaa to all
And to all a good bite
Grab your boots from the hall
And go out into the light
If your grandparents should call
Let them know which flight
Traffic is down to a crawl
So the timing will be tight
I'll run to the mall
Before snows turns our world white
Merry Christukahza to all
To all who would be bright

Arm Yourself With Information

Hey diddler diddler
The rat and the riddler
A cow jumped onto the goon
The big dog laughed to see such sport
And the rich ran away with a balloon.
A despicable balloon.
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http://www.discoverthenetworks.org/individualProfile.asp?indid=2314
Arm yourself with information.
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This is a quote: "Politifact, you're fired!"

Kenya Believe That?

Donald "Kenya Believe That" Trump
Gave himself the bumpity-bump
With dishonest hair from the back
And speeches different from the pack.
Let's talk some global dump for the gas pump.

We made a huge mistake when we allowed the illegal selection of Jr. by the Inferior Court.

Imitation is the finest form of flattery. So later, read my parts while you are smiling and with a polite soft voice.
Read your parts later, Sir?
Later is relative. It may be 10 minutes from now, or 10 months, or 10 years.
Thank you, Sir.
Know this: I can build a hope boat with my words and never really get on board with whoever is listening. That is the magic of me.
Yes, Sir.

The former Rod is itching to share his own escapades, affairs, and kisses. Eak! But he needs encouragement, doesn't he. Let's clap for his courage.

If you want a broken school system to be the opposite of helped, if you want bad test scores to go lousy, if you want statistics and perceptions and children manipulated, if you want teachers to continue being made scapegoats for the richest 2%, I'm pretty sure Rahm knows somebody.

Dear Mr. President, If a patriot is "a person who loves his country, zealously supporting and defending it and its interests", and if more than 2 persons together make people, and if people make a country, and if that person has ideas to harm the people, how can you stand in front of the people and say that the person is a patriot? Are you a big pacifier? The world's most expensive pacifier?

A Golfing Garrison

Only the greedy need apply.
And the needy can quietly cry.
While doing that, wanna see the sky?
Pay 5 thou to the gatekeeper guy.

To paraphrase a wise man: it may look like a giant, but it is only a grasshopper.

The airport porno scanners of humiliations and controls
Got mixed up with worn out manners, accumulations,
and unworthy goals.
Ding bats and scaredy cats
Dung beetles are where they're ats
Take down! Banners, fumigations, and bent polls.

Unloved and ignored, the heirs put on airs of refined oil and other disaster smallness. Their undignified presence on top of the slick, lends an eerie aura of insatiable greed to the atmosphere. Forbidden from looking back at their sources because their sources never looked back at them, the heirs instead stare daggers into posterity. It is something for them to do during the week while eveyone else is busy. Stealing Benton Harbor St. Joe is a slight departure from glaring at the scarey scarey future. Now, the heirs can no longer say they are ignored. But what about the unloved part? And what could be so uninviting about a Gulf-front golfing garrison?

Scheibenwischers

You politicians who cannot control yourselves have decided you can control everything and everybody else. Isn't that a bit egotistical and unrealistic and time-consuming and stupid and quite impossible?

We won't put boots on the ground until after we put boots on the sand. Big difference.
Real great, Sir.
We are there in a marginal limited way only, and then even more so during the time we are entering deep into the interior.
Even greater, Sir.
We do not particularly advocate for the removal of one of our business associates, unless he volunteers to retire. We want him to be gone either way, but no we don't.
It will be greater later, Sir.

Trouper Jack got out of the van,
But super pac o'stan had
Already put his grouper back in the pan.
We heard a yell!
The super lacked a can,
So we stood on Drooper's mack. Oh no! And then we ran.

It is that time of year to replace your scheibenwischers.

The Mirage Keeps Getting Kated

Helena Handbasket and F.U.Guise
Got married anyways and made drive buys
2 with faux gents
2 made no cents
The last threw pies in everybody's eyes.

The G.risly o.ld o.ld p.arty hid behind a smile,
but it's face began to hurt.
The Goop hid behind someone else's words,
 but it's brain started to hurt.
The G.risly o.ld o.ld p.arty hid behind home screens,
but it's equations moved into the basement.
The Goop hid behind some skirts, but it turns out
they were self-hangers in a walk-in closet.
The G.risly o.ld o.ld p.arty hid behind the most delicate
 of antique cups, but age got to it.
The Goop hid by standing still, but lying was so much easier.

The Walmart heirs are not our friends. They use
 the People's money against us.

An insensate cheapskate of currage
Hatefully inatefully peeped the steeple and sheeped the people
He ate 8 prelates and he ate 8 oblates
He crated creeps who then seeped into our furrage
He berated the straight and narrow into a deep sleepy slurrage
So quite naturally the barely anywhere labeled it
A grating bleep of courage.

But the mirage keeps getting kated.

They Died With Steaks in Their Tarts

This is meant to be sung loudly to The Payback by James Brown -
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vsOmvSlPuys


Hey! Got to got to shut down! The big shut down! Revenge! I'm mad! The big shut down! Got to shut down! Need some shut down! Shut down! Shut down! That's it! Shut down! Revenge! I'm mad! Get down with our freedom! That ain't right! Wo! Smokin'! How to tussle! Gonna fight! Shut down is a thing you got to see! Now! Never did any darn thing to me! Sold out for chicken change! Yes you did! Told us that they had it all arranged! You handed us down and that's a fact! Now you're pumped! You gotta get ready for the big shut down! The big shut down! That's where we are for the big shut down! The big shut down! We can do wheelin'! We can do dealin'! Yes we can! But we don't do no darn squealin'! We can dig rappin'! We're ready! We can dig scrappin'! But we can't dig that back stabbin! Oh no! We're gettin' ready! That's a fact! Get ready! For the big shut down! The big shut!

Helloooooo! People across the globe are literally dying to shut down their governments, while the US government is offering every day to do it for free. So what. We will form a new government without you *ssh*l*s. So what.

Flapped their jaws and broke the laws
Siphoned life and gold with straws
Gave stolen power respect
Defiled fine into wrecked
A murder of crows with caws.

Knick a Louse, Knick a Lice

Sick ol' fans with a pair o' sights
Yes-mandowned their street of blights.
Licked the boots
Of Toady the Toots.
Then bit the kids with granny bites.

From the St. John Cantius church bulletin: (Facebook) is exactly the opposite of the Christian culture where people go into the secrecy and sacredness of the confessional to blot out their sins forever.
From me: Church can be exactly the opposite of human culture where people exist in an open society in the sacredness of life to magnify their creative spirit forever.

Crude oil is moved great distances on paper only, but not in reality.

Kathy Nickolaus is an expert at numbers running for the justamistake department, as she should be. She has the experience.

Bodies Grew, Not Their Minds

Koch bros., Walmart kids, Erik Prince, the Amway kid
Along with the other rich low lifes on the grid
Want everyone on their knees
Even aiming for holes in big cheese.
No matter where they go, we know what they did.

An embarrassment of Old Party G's
Look how they perform and no one said please
They are lunatics, show tunes, and dangerous fools
For an amusement, the wealthy use them as tools.

Desperate old white men
Know it wasn't if but when
So they cracked their whip
And lost their grip:
Outnumbered 50 to 10.

Who is Paul "I Wanna Add $6 Trillion to the Debt" Ryan?
I heard his pretend numbers won't stop lyin'

Okay, you do realize there was no indoor plumbing, no heat/air, no stores, no clothing but animal skins and leaves? Let's vote in every state. Back to the caves?
20% YES
78% NO
02% NO OPINION and/or UNDECIDED

re: Radical
     Old
     Party
     Extremists - If you give them enough R.O.P.E.,
they will not read the directions.

Dementia Kills

Dementia Praecoxcomb
A control freak chrome dome
Pops his daily pills
Never drinks his fills
Too old now to roam from home.

And his wifey, Daffy Dills,
Gives Witchy Poo the chills.
The third newest bride
Is quite bent inside.
We hope he doesn't hurt when she kills.

Back to the caves?
21% of Wisconsin residents said YES!
79% of Wisconsin residents said NO!
I suppose media could say Wisconsin is "divided". It would be the mathematical part of our brains that picture something cut into equal halves. Equal halves applies in math, but not in real life. So media just says "divided" and our brains provide the false picture. The actual reality - 79/21 - is the actual reality.

Rhythm & Rhyme & Harmony

All the Juan Pierres and Jim Darlings

Double-named themselves without quarrelings

Then we all did

Even when amid

An incoming flock of new starlings.

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Maxilla Gluteus & Anya Downe-Lowe

Drove the whole town to a picture show

It took quite a bit

Saying they didn't like it

Why the tragedy, when we live Edgar Allen Poe?

Education Used To Be

Over the last several years, the US & British government corporations have worked very hard to make sure the citizens of the two countries, especially the children, have no place in the world's future, except as worker bees. On the other hand, college is free in China.
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Para Sacks
Your lever: rouge & wine to annoint the few.
On adore, a clever huge sign points you to the p-u.
Sit down
On the clown.
Never forever stooge 9.2
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Amiss Para Sacks
Disses care & welfare with reel hacks 'n quacks
Prissfully pissfully dares & glares with a flare, even spitting tax
Kisses sis's & misses, everywhere & nowhere, plus any yaks 'n jacks
Hisses "unfair" into her hair, brakes the facts machine to the max, she has a knack
Blissfully bears her cracks
Amiss Para Sacks

Bryan If You Ain't Lyin'

Eighteen Nineteen Twenty Eleven
Leave your Money with Brother Kevin
Lord only Knows
Heels and Hoes
On the exciting way to Heaven.
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Smellfeara is proud to bring you brain "conditions" and hospitalized infections and cancer. Smellfeara. Buy it.
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Can the Party of Standing Still protect our living Constitution?
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Taxes, taxes, taxes - just so long as the US militant budget can pay for the wars of the welfare elite because they don't want to pay. How about if we give up eating too?

Mum on the Bums' Income

The Church of the Almighty War Budget
Kills and steals, ain't hard to judge it.
Why nothing's left for people:
It wants a harder steeple.
It says to US & ewes - "just go fudge it."

Bat the gnat gave Nate the bait.
They both bet the Nets with a neat weekly beat.
At halftime they knit for a bit, then had a bite late at night.
They were not into bots - 1 left a note at the helm of their boat.
Then a nut came by & threw it over a bute, so-called noot.
Does it have to make any sense?

Miss Represent
Piss away the adept, the free, and only half bent
Dis those who wept, give them a knee & 1 more dent
Kiss the babes who slept, pee tea on each tent
Bliss is locked away & kept; for a fee it will be lent
Miss Represent

A Dickdom Dictum

Inexorably pace in place
Plus to minus: what a waste
Have the grace to have some grace
Check yourself with virtual mace.

A pair o' dimes
climbed a crime rhyme
in a lot of grime & slime
in the middle of prime time
to find the last pay phone in the paradigm.
Did they?

It is always the same dickdom dictum: the commie red pinkos versus chalk mummies and a dead dingo. Always the same, only the year's numbers change to blinder the busy elsewhere.