Thursday, December 31, 2020

2020 Toast

 


On the 2020 last day,

there is no proper toast.

We can not say, “Hurrah”

when with a virus we’re engrossed.

 

Let’s hope arm shots we give

help kith and kin to live...

then pray in 2021,

we can our toast blazon.

 

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Wednesday, December 30, 2020

Trumps Jan. 6th  Ploy 

After all the lies rejected

by judges in our land,

some Red pols now are expected

to choose the press to reprimand.

 

Freedom of Speech is given all...

The Don was allowed 23k lies.

The red pols have a lot of gall

to choose the press to criticize.

 

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Tuesday, December 29, 2020

What The Don Has Conned

The Don must leave in twenty-two days,

but lies may set our land ablaze.

Proud Boys prepare to brawl...

Moscow Mitch now primes Trump’s spitball.

And Trump pretends he shoots for par,

while saying he’ll be our savior.

 

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Sunday, December 27, 2020

Is The Don Done! 

Is The Don truly playing golf...

or planning how to turn the tide?

He’s lost all ploys to change the vote

that judges are now bleary-eyed.

 

It seems there’s one more travesty

where Trump could change adversity.

His minions could bode fear to all

if they incite our lands downfall.

 

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Thursday, December 24, 2020

The Don’s Proud Boys 

The Don still won’t admit defeat...

but bleating from his catbird seat.

To anger us he pardons felons,

who roam again as his hellions.

Our biggest fear, while in his sphere,

is Proud Boys gang will interfere.

{If The Don’s made-men go too far,

The Don should be on our radar.}

 

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Tuesday, December 22, 2020

The Don’s Angry

There are new reports that The Don

is turning on red pols, once tool.

They have escaped from his fiefdom

and angry tweets now ridicule.

 

Trump acts like he has flipped his lid...

forgets they topped his pyramid.

He now must find more loyal mules

who can survive all his miscues.

{Trump blows his top...

mad tweets don’t stop.}

 

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Monday, December 21, 2020

Trump’s Cross-words 

The Don is a man of his word...

all tweets filled with anger and lies.

It is too bad how much he’s stirred

that Biden beat him by surprise.

 

Trump thought he would win the election

despite virus deaths from his lack.

He should have known his deception

with votes creates a cul-de-sac.

{Trump’s never been upset by Vlad...

it’s time our tweets cursed his comrade.

 

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Thursday, December 17, 2020

Friday’s Rhyming Haiku-Fit Wit


Each day exercise,

make mind and body allies...

Chi notes all that’s wise.

 

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Tuesday, December 15, 2020

Trump’s Base Scary

It is very hard to believe

so many of our countrymen

use threats and ploys to deceive

so Trump can rule our land again.

 

Trump lost the election

by seven million nays.

What perps do now we can’t allow...

confine them ‘till Trump cannot craze.

{At least for forty days!}

 

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Sunday, December 13, 2020

We Must Weigh Trump’s Wait

The Don should now be credited

for the Covid virus vaccine.

He also should be debited

for all the deaths while just waiting.

{To err is not humane.}

 

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Saturday, December 12, 2020

Trump’s Final Ploy?

 

Trump’s latest strategy

coerced o’er one hundred red pols

to use a lot of trickery

so Trump would win when Biden falls.

 

The Supreme Court blocked that sham...

again best Trump prepares to leave.

Red pols and Trump may find that scam

may make the GOP soon grieve.

 

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Friday, December 11, 2020

Donald J. Trump

.(and GOP}

Think of the things The Don has done...

not all of them were bad.

Now think of when he was brazen

and found results had made you mad.

 

The rich man became more wealthy.

The middle class barely survived.

The hue of skin kept him busy...

too dark your ballot he denied.

 

Our votes reflected what we thought

and said that he should leave.

And now those ills that he has wrought

with lies he tries again achieve.

 

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Wednesday, December 9, 2020

Trump Maddens Minions

The Don enrages his minions

despite no fraud was ever found.

Trump stirs the spat that he begat

when the election let him down.

 

Now some red pols and base

increased their ire to hyperspace...

and if their anger kills one soul

it’s off to jail The Don must go.

 

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Tuesday, December 8, 2020

Trump’s Fate

Will Trump await his fate

or continue to claim he won?

Most, frankly, think it is too late

to change the minds of those he’d shun.

The barriers Trump erected

against his countrymen,

in the votes reflected...

Trump best not run again.

 

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Monday, December 7, 2020

Trump’s Ploy, Decoy

The Don demands to be our tsar...

will just accept the votes for him.

Red pols and base know they will star

if they bow to every whim.

{If we allow Trump’s fetid ploy,

our Republic he will destroy.}

 

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Saturday, December 5, 2020

Trump’s Minions

Since the country’s leading liar

attacks the election outcome,

and his minions, too, conspire

to create their own bedlam,

I pray that when The Don must leave

a cell will aid felons to grieve.

{Some now abet a crime,

their lies will last through time.}

 

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Thursday, December 3, 2020

Trump’s Forty-five Minute Harangue

The Don’s lies are getting better,

but forty-five minutes long.

With force Trump made them bitter...

but all facts were still wrong.

{When The Don retires,

make him douse all fires.}

 

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Wednesday, December 2, 2020

Trump Cease, Permit Peace! 

This nonsense better cease!

The ballots have been verified.

The Don has lost...it’s time for peace.

Trump’s hacks and base are those who lied.

 

This nation needs to mend.

It’s time that Trump accepts the facts.

Though his base gives funds, he best fend

seven weeks more and then make tracks.

 

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Monday, November 30, 2020

The Don’s Monomania

It really takes gall

when Republicans, et al

still claim election fraud

as part of their facade.

They made it hard to ballots mail.

They tried to make some ballots fail.

They filled the courts with their fake ploys,

which merely caused chagrin and noise.

Now even Putin’s on their side...

which proves he is with Trump allied.

It’s time The Don and all his hacks

are labeled monomaniacs.

 

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Saturday, November 28, 2020

Trump’s GOP

The Grand Old Party...for a while,

until they learned to use their guile.

Their aims were changed to lie and cheat

in everything they would compete.

They vied for ultimate power...

over all foes they strived to tower.

They no longer represent all...

be GOP or you appall.

And then they backed The Don,

who made them all a pawn.

Though he lost control of our land,

they're forced to give The Don a hand.

 

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Friday, November 27, 2020

Trump’s Awed by Fraud?

The Don’s a liar and a cheat,

and that’s been proven many times.

It’s hard to believe anyone

can best him in those crimes.

So, election fraud is a lie

that he can say before, ”goodbye.”

 

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Thursday, November 26, 2020

Happy Thanksgiving

 For what can I be thankful

when I peruse the news?

Our world is filled with suffering

and terrorism brews.

 

I’m thankful I’m American,

where freedoms are assured.

I’m thankful for my kith and kin,

whose love o’er time endured.

 

I thank God when I wake

regardless how I ache.

At night, I pray at dawn,

papers say all problems gone.

 

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Wednesday, November 25, 2020

Haiku

Happy Days and Holidays 

Those who choose to dodge

the COVID rules to save lives

do not earn triage.

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Tuesday, November 24, 2020

 Trump’s Psychotic Plan

When you add Trump’s lying lawyers

to those who sin within his base,

you sense The Don joined with Satan

to grasp control o’er our birthplace.

 

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Monday, November 23, 2020

Trump’s Nitwit Snit

 Trump’s many obtuse ploys

only manage to irritate.

It’s time The Don halts what annoys

and tells the world he’ll abdicate.

{Like a tot in a snit,

it’s time that Trump gets over it.}

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Sunday, November 22, 2020

Trump Losers

When you back a liar and loser,

you prove your ignorance.

The Don lost by five million votes,

and swears he won in all his rants.

 

All of those votes that Trump has lost

you may face on next election.

It’s best you now not bear that cost

to find you’ll ne’er be their selection.

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Saturday, November 21, 2020

Don’t Faun on The Don

 

Last haiku was for little tots...

but Trump was in my mind.

Few can absorb judicious thoughts...

if parent’s truths are misaligned.

 

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Thursday, November 19, 2020

The Don’s Taint

As mayor of New York City,

Giuliani attained his fame.

And, he was sitting pretty

until The Don taught him new game.

 

He’s famous now for finding lies

and helping Trump to some facts guise.

It is a shame he falls so far...

it stains his once great repertoire.

{The Don’s foul touch, stains all he may clutch.}

 

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Wednesday, November 18, 2020

Senator Graham Aids Trump’s Mayhem

The Red pols like Lindsey Graham

are helping The Don make mayhem.

The RNC should probe quickly...

if he’s done wrong...condemn.

{Another of the GOP should get the third degree.}

 

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Tuesday, November 17, 2020

Elephants Protect The Don

 

The GOP protects The Don...

he shielded them with his aegis.

For he may know some crimes they spawn

are illicitly egregious.

 

That could be why some say Trump won...

it’s often called blackmail.

For when The Don knows his term done,

he could to all their plans avail.

 

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Monday, November 16, 2020

Trump’s Ego Must Go

Trump, when your ego governs,

you can’t admit that you have failed.

And, chief of your concerns

is why your ship has sailed.

 

You had the country by the scruff

but did not hear some shout, “Enough!”

And when you found you lost the vote,

you thought more lies would float lifeboat.

{It is time that Trump retire...throw ego in quagmire.}


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Sunday, November 15, 2020

The Don’s Morons

It should be no surprise

The Don’s still telling lies.

Yet red pols, plus his base,

smile at him and embrace.

 

Trump still claims he has won,

but all lies they sanction...

they probably will follow him

beyond the edge of Hades’ rim.

{If they do...justice due!}

 

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Saturday, November 14, 2020

The Don’s Peons

The Don does not act for us all,

just those who show him fealty.

But when the vote has made him fall,

he turned his back on whole country.

 

The pandemic is running rife,

but Trump’s pathetic mind

forgets the loss of life

is with his pawns combined.

{When pathetic, seek a medic.}

 

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Friday, November 13, 2020

Friday’s Haiku-When You Fail


Chi knows when you fail

and punishes if you try

any blame deny.

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Thursday, November 12, 2020

Best Let The Don Yawn 


The Don’s no longer president...

he’s busy creating chaos.

On the pandemic, he is mute...

he frankly is a worthless boss.

 

Some GOP pols are faithful...

they feel he’s in a snit.

About his base, their disgrace

is help with lies far from legit.

{It is best just let sad Trump stew,

and let Joe Biden pass on through.}

 

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Wednesday, November 11, 2020

Veterans Day

 

This day we pause to thank all vets

who served to keep our country free.

Let’s show our love and gratitude

on this day...’till eternity.

 

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Tuesday, November 10, 2020

 

Trump’s Now Far From Tsar


The Don still claims he won,

and some red pols support.

They now embrace one they should shun...

for Trump, as tsar, is last resort.

{They control the courts and their base

but forgot the vote can displace.}

 

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Monday, November 9, 2020

The Election Dilemma


"All know Trump is a liar!"

After twenty-two thousand lies.

The red pols and Trump’s base

refuse to recognize...

more lies earn more disgrace.

{And those who post a threat

are best to merely fret.}

 

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