“The counters have dealt us a blow –
The result is the same.” ” Yes I know!
This must not be in vain!
Make them do it again!
Keep them counting until it’s not so!”
He altered their lives quite a lot
Says Obama, the outgoing clot.
And he did, it is true,
Alter more than a few;
Especially those he had shot.
Hooray! What a great week or two!
Trump won, Clinton lost, Castro too
Checked out – went below to join Che;
Good guy triumphed – two shits went away.
Google and Facebook are great;
They shield me from bigots and hate.
They check every link,
So I don’t have to think;
I’m safe with those guys on the gate.
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Say a prayer for the dear Delta Smelt.
Make it moving, sincere, and heart-felt.
For this sardine-sized fish
Make a wonderful wish
That would make even Donald’s heart melt.
He stumbled down the dusty track,
His rifle slung across his back.
She lay amid the trampled grass,
No miracle had come to pass.
He laid her head upon his knee.
Her eyes rolled back till she could see
His face, the one she knew so well,
His voice, his touch, his sweat, his smell.
“Old girl” he said, “I’ve known awhile,
Your stubbornness, your craft, your guile,
For you and I were sometimes foes
And there were times we came to blows.
You’ve knocked me down when in the yard
And I recall you kicked me hard.
I bested you – upon my word,
Old Red – the boss cow of the herd.
But now you lie here on this slope.
I’ve tried my best but there’s no hope.
You’re down old girl and you won’t rise;
You know you’re done – it’s in your eyes.
Old Red, there’s but the truth to face:
This is your final resting place.
I’ll give you one last pat old friend,
Then quick – your suffering will end.”
Lena Dunham, the sweet-talking cutie,
Renowned for her brain and her beauty,
And her elegant form,
Just can’t weather this storm;
She’s to Canada moving her booty.
[unfortunately, she has now unpacked her bags.]
A female President? – What could go wrong?
In government one has to compromise,
And we all know the fairer sex is strong
In that regard, and too, unlike the guys,
Gals hold no grudges and they tell no lies;
Logical, clear-headed, rational, and
Like Solomon, judicious, fair, and wise.
Male politicians, on the other hand,
Behave in ways no one can understand.
So with a female leader we can live;
A change for good is sweeping o’er the land;
We need a President with love to give.
Into the depths ancient suspicions hurl
And give the highest office to a girl.
[I had written this for her inauguration – blast you Donald Trump!!!]