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Imagine if Trump slurred his words.
Was quite clearly off with the birds.
Theyโd close for the kill.
But Joe, poor old dill,
They hide his dementia โ the turds.
โ D.N. OโBrien
15 Tuesday Jun 2021
Posted Observation
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Imagine if Trump slurred his words.
Was quite clearly off with the birds.
Theyโd close for the kill.
But Joe, poor old dill,
They hide his dementia โ the turds.
โ D.N. OโBrien
14 Monday Jun 2021
Posted Historical, War
inTags
Ancient Rome, Brundisinium, Corfinium, Domitious, I'm a good ole rebel, Julius Caesar, poem, poetry, Pompey the Great, Rebellion, Rebels, Rubicon River, Song lyrics
(To the tune of โIโm a Good Ole Rebelโ)
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Was in the year of 49, on the eleventh day,
Caesar crossed the Rubicon to make the Senate pay.
Mounted on his charger, mounted proud and tall,
Came to the peninsular the conqueror of Gaul.
Leading but one legion, but soon so many more,
Caesar reached Corfinium to open up the war.
Unsheathed was every gladius, the javelins were loosed;
The army of Domitious by Caesarโs was reduced.
Came the victor Caesar, came the victor home.
Pompey and the senators all scurried south from Rome.
Caesar followed in pursuit, but in the end he failed,
For reaching Brundisinium he learned that they had sailed.
Off to Greece they headed, to fight another day.
Caesar headed westward and invested old Marseilles.
With ten loyal legions at his side, about to rule the seas โ
Great Pompey would Julius soon bring unto his knees.
Caesar crossed the Rubicon way back in 49.
Caesar was a rebel, and the rebel crossed the line.
And Caesar was the victor for he waged war to the knife,
And Rome would he the rebel rule โ til rebels took his life.
โ D.N. OโBrien
After reading:
13 Sunday Jun 2021
Posted Observation
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Investigation done and dusted:
The steel in their spines is now rusted,
Their will as a nation is busted,
Their brains have been turned into custard.
Conclusion: Kiwis canโt be trusted.
โ D.N. OโBrien
03 Thursday Jun 2021
Posted Observation
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One neednโt have skill or be wise,
To take out the coveted prize;
But postmodern mates
And inherent traits
Admired by the judgemental eyes.
โ D.N. OโBrien
01 Tuesday Jun 2021
Posted Observation
inTags
๐ฅ๐ฒ๐๐ถ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป
According to the present, judge the past;
Then all we once thought good weโll know to shun.
The flag must fly forever at half-mast.
According to the present, judge the past.
Let history be shattered by the blast,
And heap the fatherโs guilt upon the son.
According to the present, judge the past;
Then all we once thought good weโll know to shun.
โ D.N. OโBrien
31 Monday May 2021
Posted Observation
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Damned for living in a time
When to care was not a crime.
When it seemed that it was best
To take them from a befouled nest.
Accused of genocidal war.
Damned forever after for
Trying but to save a kid.
Damned no matter what they did.
โ D.N. OโBrien
30 Sunday May 2021
Posted Observation
inRepetition
Love life, but do not fear its end โ
Your next oneโs waiting round the bend.
โ D.N. OโBrien
27 Thursday May 2021
Posted Observation
inTags
Bread and Circuses, Communism, Juvenal, limerick, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry, Russian revolution
ะฅะปะตะฑ ะธ ัะธัะบะธ
Before they could tend to the rot,
The nobles were gulaged or shot.
And all things that were good,
And the crosses of wood โ
Bread and circuses replaced the lot.
โ D.N. OโBrien
26 Wednesday May 2021
Posted Nature, Observation
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Posted Observation
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