Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

It's a mighty long political season 'round here.
Hell, it's been one long damned season, in fact.
Hell, it may run out of bullets before targets, I fear,
And hell hath no fury like a bullet-less hack.

Attack.

Listened to AM radio today; caught a few lies.
Dotted my tees, crossed my eyes; thought of mom and apple pies;
Immersed in good, clean thoughts; a-burst in sturdy values and fries,
When some hipster pollster said elections are of style, over the wise.

That so?

There was a segment on Giuliani; his affairs and his wives,
And are they fair targets against the office for which he strives?
His children estranged; a scene outta range of our strong family value drives?
Let 'em be, says Rudy Steel Eyes; none of your business, our personal lives.

And Clinton agrees.

It went on from there; bullets and targets and campaign-a-tosis.
Sleep-talking, streetwalking a-hacka-hacka-docious.
Not one nod to an issue; so much bounteous mud;
Celluloid stars to elect, with a fury and thud.

There I go again.

Then I saw that psychosis; those brown sniffing noses,
And with this we must yet contend, for over a year.
But it always gets down to poison smeared roses,
and it's been one long season 'round here.

you worry me sometimes
I don't want to reply
but I think I better cause he might delete it



thank you for writing

"... with the polls... alternate title....

Thanks Jack...

No Way I'm deletin' this one... I'm proud of this whimsical, pithy little flow of barbs....

hillaroius won't make do with rudypuss' family scams
cause his daughter is omaba's fan
and anyhoo estrangement always flows
outa intimacy
and so it goos

ah i hugged a right winger last week
got to peek at her smile
told he she was pretty
but her aesthetic is shitty
she hates abortions
so votes in the man
who turns a blind eye
to kids in the back streets of anywhere

what she don't see she don't care

2 million incarcerated in amerika
lousy damn felony laws
keeps the masses at bay
how many of them would vote away
the right wing scoundrels
who bail out themselves
at every opportunity

this don't rhyme
ain't got the time
for rhyme zones
or other dog·ger·el

good one, naz!

what she don't see she don't care

Abortion's always a tough one for me... but it should be left alone by the many self-appointed would-be arbiters of righteous morality. Definitely. To wreak vehement concern and violent havoc over the unborn and show indifference to the plight of poor children reeks of hypocrisy... agreed, jimbo.

And our drug laws-- pot, especially-- are outta control. Have been for awhile...

Thanx Cecil...
Weary of the never-ending pointless political circus.

Of course...