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“If I have only five words left just before I die,
FUBAR would be my choice!”--Dean Murdoch.
Gird your hand-baskets, folks,
for this entire fucking planet is marching
and sliding straight into Hell.
I shit you not.
The Retrumplicans are counting cadence.
Later this month, the Trump-appointed
lying, deceitful, bought-off asshole judges,
will strike down Roe V. Wade,
with the relish the cops
pistol-whipped John Lewis,
and thirty red GQP states
will completely ban abortions,
as women’s freedom will backslide 50 years.
It’s like bitch-slapping
the 96 year old Queen,
in front of an audience of billions.
Will Smith has volunteered for the deed.
Since January 2022,
we have had more mass-shootings
than days of the years.
Fat cat senators are getting NRA-rich
and ten-year old children
are getting blasted into dog food.
If this were a factory, we
would not be able to post even one
Russia continues to rape and pillage Ukraine.
Some Americans have gone there
to fight for democracy.
Putin rattles the nuclear saber,
and Biden cowers beneath the threat.
I’m not a hawk, but if I were
I would drop out of the angry sky
at 250 miles per hour
and tear Putin’s head off.
Christ, if only the rumors
of Putin’s cancer were true.
Thanks in part to Putin,
gas prices approach 8 bucks
a gallon and rising. Now it costs
truck drivers a dollar a mile
to deliver goods; no wonder
babies are dying for lack of formula,
while Trump is searching for whores
to piss on him, as he composes love-
letters to Putin.
Glaciers are calving like a berserk
assembly line, while GOP voter suppression
rots the kidneys out of democracy.
Republican MAGA-hat, SS fascist KKK John
Bircher white supremacists work secretly
behind closed doors.
I tell you the new female Admiral
Head of the Coast Guard will turn out
to be a dyke, and all vessels will fly
the LGBTQ colors. Occam’s razor has been
dulled. Stupid has become contagious.
My personal health is like being
up to my neck in fire ants, and all of them
want to hurt me. Other than that,
things are pretty fucked up.
Posted over at d'Verse Poet's Pub