Geriatric Geezer Galvanizes Gaza Goons

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Democrat support for Palestine, Hamas, Israel, Joe Biden, limerick, limerick poems, poem, poetry, Rocket attacks

𝐆𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜  𝐆𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐞𝐫  𝐆𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐬  𝐆𝐚𝐳𝐚  𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐬!  

Their rockets rain down on Israel,

As Biden, their hero, they hail.

All gains blown to bits

By Democrat shits —

The Donald’s peace train they derail.

— D.N. O’Brien

Intensifying Peacefulness

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Defund the police, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

Intensifying Peacefulness

As saintly protesters increase,

Diffused is the perfume of peace.

They’re such gentle souls,

With such peaceful goals.

Including “Defund the Police!”

— D.N. O’Brien

Budget ’21

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Australian budget 2021, Government waste, Gravy train, limerick, Limerick poem, poem, poetry, vote buying

𝐁𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐭  ‘𝟐𝟏

Once a year does the gravy train stop,

For its troughs to be filled to the top.

Then the pigs climb aboard

As the last pint is poured,

And they bury their snouts in the slop.

— D.N. O’Brien

Demented Democracy?

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democracy, poem, poetry, sonnet, Spenserian sonnet

𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐲?

Democracy, a system often praised,

Assumes that those who vote are mostly sane.

But what if more than half of them are crazed?

Thus less than half, the sane ones that remain.

To whom would this minority complain?

To those who are elected by the ill?

What would such evil actors have to gain

By bending to a far-outnumbered will?

Democracy is not so hard to kill —

It dies, then comes a sick one party state.

The nation could be governed by a dill

To whom the crazy voters could relate —

Perhaps an old guy half way round the twist;

Could such a possibility exist?

— D.N. O’Brien

Blowing Bitcoin Bubbles

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Bitcoin, Bitcoin bubble, gambling, poem, poetry, the Cloud

Blowing Bitcoin Bubbles

I bought a bitcoin. (So I’m told)

It’s far more valuable than gold.

I thought it would arrive by post,

But now, it seems, it’s like a ghost.

Instead of being out and proud,

It hides from sight within the cloud.

I thought it was a coin I’d bought,

But it’s as solid as a thought.

Its value had increased tenfold

But then it dived. (Should I have sold?)

No, I will wait for a rebound.

I’ll bet my strategy is sound.

No matter what turmoil or trouble,

Nothing can burst the bitcoin bubble.

— D.N. O’Brien

A Sonnet for Kamala

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Kamala Harris, poem, poetry, sonnet, Spenserian sonnet

(Since I don’t think Joe can be kept alive for much longer)

(I recycled this from one I wrote for Hillary, but she let me down)

𝐀  𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐭  𝐟𝐨𝐫  𝐊𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐚

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.

— D.N. O’Brien

𝐍𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

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climate change, Climate Change Scam, Noble Cause Corruption, poem, poetry, Triolet

𝐍𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞  𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞  𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

Corruption’s fine when there’s a noble cause.

And noble causes multiply these days.

And whether Climate Change or pointless wars,

Corruption’s fine when there’s a noble cause.

The corporations kneel, and profit soars;

 The nobles choose the tune, the piper plays.

Corruption’s fine when there’s a noble cause.

And noble causes multiply these days.

— D.N. O’Brien

A Visit From the Truth Police

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Australian poet, Facebook fact checking, Formal poetry, poem, poetry, sonnet, Spenserian sonnet, Truth Police

𝐀 𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞

A knock upon the door disturbs the peace:
“We know you’re in there sir, let us inside!
We are, perhaps you’ve guessed, the Truth Police,
And we have solid proof that you have lied.
A certain lie you posted has been spied
By our Fact-checkers — open up the door!
There is no place to run, no place to hide!
We have our orders to enforce the law,
And liars like you no way will we ignore!
Now let us in! You lying terrorist!”
(They bash the door down, throw me to the floor,
Put in the boot.) “Now we are really pissed!
We asked you nicely — you would not comply.
Now you’ll learn facts are fiction — that’s no lie.”

— D.N. O’Brien

Babes in Arms

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Australian poet, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry, pregnant soldiers

𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐫𝐦𝐬

It’s their pregnant battalion men — run!
They are armed to the teeth — every one!
They’re a terrible sight!
And it’s not a fair fight!
For let’s face it — it’s two against one!

— D.N. O’Brien

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 (𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐖𝐨𝐧)

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Australian poet, Covid-19, poem, poetry, Socialism, sonnet, The Great Reset

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 (𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐖𝐨𝐧)

All stuff (except for ours) the state now owns.
And by the state, we mean the global state.
Apart for your pathetic flesh and bones,
You’ve no possessions — we’ll decide your fate.
We’ll issue you with special mobile phones,
So we can listen in to all you say.
You’ll be observed around the clock by drones —
We must know where you go, and where you stay.
You need not fear as long as you obey
Our clear directives — do as you are told.
Make no mistake, all deviants will pay.
(In sweat and blood — since we have all the gold)

To Covid we must now extend our thanks —
We didn’t need those missiles, guns, and tanks.

— D.N. O’Brien