A Scorching Retreat

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Australian poet, Barack Obama, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry, Scorched Earth policy

A crushing defeat – how it stuns.
And soon from The White House he runs.
But as he withdraws
He makes damaging laws,
Scatters sand in the works, spikes the guns.

Scorched Earth Policy

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Australian poet, Barack Obama, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, Obama leaves obstacles for successor, Obama the poor loser, Obama's parting shots, poem, poetry

Devastation, it marks my defeat;
I lay waste as my armies retreat –
Booby-trap all that’s good,
Poison wells, burn the wood,
Kill the cattle, and trample the wheat.

Burden of Office

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The President looks so much older.
His manner is cool, his gaze colder.
It‘s been a long road
And he’s bent from his load;
He carries a chip on his shoulder.

Willful Blindness

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Australian poet, Australian traditional poetry, Barack Obama, Dallas shooting, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, Micah Johnson, poem, poetry

It’s so very hard to untangle –
Just why would he murder and mangle?
In his troubled mind
No reason I find;
I therefore can’t work out his angle.

To his words, I wouldn’t give weight.
His statement, I wouldn’t inflate.
The facts I’ve collated;
No cause motivated
Him – clearly, he had a clean slate.

Tangled web – Obama

Barack’s Brainless Bullshit

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Australian poet, Barack Obama, Islamic infiltration, Islamic State, islamic Terrorism, Islamization, jihad, Jihadists, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

Obama’s reaction – it stuns,
As logical reasoning he shuns.
That home-grown jihadi,
He wasn’t the baddie;
The problem is good guys with guns.

Bird Brains

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Australian traditional poetry, Barack Obama, Frau Merkel, ISIS, Islamization, jihad, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

The crow flies to Europe to see
The dove, and they make their decree:
‘We’re in this together,
All birds of a feather,
And pluck you, should you disagree!’

Obama and Merkel meet

Obama’s Logic

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Communism – it’s only a name.
Capitalism – a similar game.
And we know black is white
And that wrong now is right
And that opposites are both the same.

No Difference

The Camel’s Nose

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Obama is having a cry.
He’s such a sweet soft-hearted guy,
But his tears he’ll stifle
As he takes your rifle –
He may not be bright, but he’s sly.

Who are We?

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Australian traditional poetry, Barack Obama, Islamic infiltration, Islamization, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry, Syrian refugees, That's not who we are

“That’s not who we are!” – so say some;
A statement dreamed up by the dumb.
But that’s not the worry,
As refugees scurry,
It’s rather……. who we may become.

That’s not who we are

No Idea

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Barack Obama, ISIS, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry, world wars

Of history, Obama knows naught.
With ideas, he thinks wars are fought.
No Barack – the gun
Is the way wars are won.
It’s too late for ideas to be taught.

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