Thanksgiving

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’m thankful for my health...

regardless how I ache.

I’m thankful that God grants me life...

but pray it’s no mistake.

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Hostess Twinkies

Hostess Twinkies

What is the shelf-life of a twinkie?

I read it’s more than seven years.

If Hostess stocks them and just waits,

they’ll be there when plight disappears.

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Global Warming

       Global Warming

Do icebergs thaw from aerosol?

The pundits disagree.

They blame rapacious Man for flaw...

or Nature acting damnably.

We should not care who is the host

as temps around us rise

What matters most is our riposte

anon detoxifies.

The warming is a crisis,

regardless of who caused it all.

Treat the warming and desist

to use the balm that feeds this flaw.

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Electoral College

The Electoral College

Seems same states tend to dominate,

when we choose the one to lead

Seems we should note each person’s vote...

and drum that sum unsullied.

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To the Prez

To the Prez

Four years have taught us much...

take care to not repeat.

Don’t try again the Midas Touch...

you proved it is effete.

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My Peers?

My Peers?

When Congress gets bad grades,

I worry re my peers...

their ballots bring them back,

to err for four more years.

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The Vote

The Vote

The race was run.

Obama won.

Now red and blue

must pale their hue...

complete tasks long left undone.

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