The Laureate-ISIS

What is your fame? What will most see?

What will you leave your progeny?

You kill and maim, trash history...

soon like the czars, leave naught but pee.

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The Laureate-To Tend Our Gates

We fight in Afghanistan...

though hard to tell the friend from foe.

We pressure ISIS and Iran

because of where their tactics flow.

Yet, these terrors cross the globe

while perps our borders overflow. 

Better that we tend our gates...

not combat all that enervates.

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The Laureate-The Boston Bomber

Tsarnaev blames his brother,

says he was then a naive teen.

For me he need not bother...

because no cause can wash gore clean.

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The Laureate-AZ Laws

(Home Builders’ Protection)

Where in the Republic of Plato

did pols conceive laws using Play-Doh?

The clay may be used to create...

but minds of our pols are fallow.

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The Laureate-The Bear Market

Again the Bears are at their play.

The Market dithers at their say.

‘Tis best the rest avoid their toy,

and pray the perps soon Piper pay.

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The Laureate-April Fools

April First…a day for play,

when fertile minds with humor stray

and those who fail in mental duels

are mockingly called “April Fools.”

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The Laureate-Arizona Vs Wisconsin

It is a shame...a crying shame.

Your foes made threes, odds can't explain!

You played great game,
 'til kismet came

and put an end to your campaign.

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