02 Wednesday Aug 2017
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Australian poet, Congress log-jam, Donald Trump, limerick, Limerick poem, Obstructionist Democrats, poem, poetry, U.S. Immigration reform
He’s trying to clean up the mess.
He’s got to keep trying I guess.
At least he can dream;
He’ll send it downstream,
Where it will get jammed by Congress.
27 Tuesday Jun 2017
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Australian poet, Deregulation under Donald Trump, Donald Trump, poem, poetry, Russian hacking claims
There was a Russian – he was red of hair,
And all the little children he did scare.
He said he’d slash all regulation
And that he’d divide the nation
From the neighbours – build a border wall.
The Russian said he’d make the nation great.
The children said that sounded much like hate.
He said he’d get the country moving,
Create jobs and start improving
All the people’s lives from short to tall.
The children feared the Russian and his schemes.
They saw as nightmares all his lofty dreams.
They didn’t like the way he tweeted,
Said that he must be defeated –
“Fire the big red Russian!” was the call.
The Russian said he didn’t understand.
He thought himself the saviour of the land.
Still the children, they would hound him,
Till investigation found him
Not to be a Russian after all.
07 Friday Apr 2017
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Donald Trump, ISIS, Islamic State, jihad, Jihadists, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry, Syrian attack, Tomahawk missile attack
Poison gas? Ready tomahawks! – fire!
Rebels did it??? – Assad’s such a liar!
Arab son of a bitch!
To the rebels we’ll switch –
The good Arabs – the ones we admire.
01 Wednesday Mar 2017
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Australian poet, Donald Trump, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, The Overton Window, Window of Discourse
The Overton Window is cracked.
It’s been blown to pieces – a fact.
A huge hole in the wall
With no window at all;
Hey! Overton Window – you’re sacked!
25 Monday Jul 2016
Posted in Satire
They call him a klutz and a clown.
They’d like to run him out of town.
But when he takes a whack
Then he harder hits back;
You can’t keep a good Donald down.
10 Tuesday May 2016
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Australian poet, Australian traditional poetry, Donald Trump, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry
For the smugglers, it was a blow
To their trafficking – it stopped the flow.
Now that southerly scene
Shows a land poor and mean:
It’s a wasteland they call Mexico.
06 Wednesday Apr 2016
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Australian traditional poetry, Donald Trump, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry
The Don
His rise in the polls is astounding
The U.S. – could it be rebounding?
He gives not a damn,
And he bows to no man;
He’s all of the ‘experts’ confounding.
Unleash the Hounds!
He’s popular – goodness! It’s stunning.
The entrenched elites, they are running.
From their cozy cartels
Issue sulphurous smells;
For Donald, their servants are gunning.
Not Qualified
The Donald’s campaign was on fire
Till he stumbled and fell in the mire.
He tripped over his mouth
And his votes headed south;
The guy’s not a professional liar.
29 Friday Jan 2016
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Australian traditional poetry, Donald Trump, Fox News, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry
The Donald has been out Fox hunting.
The moguls (and minions) confronting.
He has run them to ground
And in doing so found
That their teeth, hence their bite, he is blunting.
22 Friday Jan 2016
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Australian traditional poetry, Donald Trump, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry
Watch him hop, watch him jump, watch him run.
Drop a stump on the Donald – it’s fun.
With a huge hunk of wood
Knock him dead – hey it’s good!
Bloody murder…….but minus the gun.
12 Tuesday Jan 2016
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Australian traditional poetry, Donald Trump, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry
The Donald’s a breath of fresh air –
His candour, his humour, his hair;
His sponsor rejection;
He may win election,
For clearly, the guy seems to care.
(A billionaire caring? That’s rare.)
