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Doctor Death’s World Tour

11 Tuesday Dec 2018

Posted by Dennis N. O'Brien in Satire, Sonnet

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Abortion, Abortion doctors, Abortion on demand, Australian poet, poem, poetry, sonnet, Spenserian sonnet

Doctor Death’s World Tour

I hear each story – sometimes shed a tear;
But wield my weapons for the woman’s sake.
I make the little devils disappear.
They can’t fight back, so it’s a piece of cake.
It’s sad I know, but with the cash I make,
It’s on a worldwide cruise I soon will go.
Old Europe, and the Med, Geneva’s lake,
And India, the tropics where winds blow
So warm, and too, the land of ice and snow –
Siberia – the steppes so vast and wide.
I’ll see the deserts, and the great Nile flow
In Egypt – on a camel I will ride
To see the sphinx – I’ll climb the pyramids.
I need a break from daily killing kids.

Almost Forgot

06 Tuesday Nov 2018

Posted by Dennis N. O'Brien in Satire

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Abortion, Australian poet, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

Almost Forgot

At last we have reached the last rung
On the ladder – go forth – go among
The people – proclaim:
“Bless the poor and the lame
And the weak! Oh….and murder your young.”

Chicken & Egg

31 Wednesday Oct 2018

Posted by Dennis N. O'Brien in Satire

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Abortion, Abortion on demand, Australian poet, poem, poetry

By the hen and the cock was the fertile egg made.
It was then by the hen was the fertile egg laid.
Has the hen the sole right to crack open its shell
Long before the chick’s hatched? – Surely cocks count as well.

Afterwards

26 Saturday May 2018

Posted by Dennis N. O'Brien in Observation, Satire

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Abortion, Australian poet, couplets, poem, poetry, remorse

Oh true, it is a bloody game;
But I am now absolved of blame.

And children, they can be such pests!
Why not expel unwelcome guests.

It would have stifled my career!
I have a cold – that’s not a tear.

I did the right thing – all my friends
Agree…… so that is how it ends.

Contractions

14 Thursday Sep 2017

Posted by Dennis N. O'Brien in Satire

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Abortion, Australian poet, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, Planned Parenthood, poem, poetry

Planning parenthood? We have a plan.
It’s a cinch – you won’t land in the can.
All you do is provide it;
We’ll take it – divide it.
You’re the woman we need….you’re the man.

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