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Once Again I Note Your Sentimental Attachment to “Values” and “Norms” and Reject It Utterly

October 16, 2019October 16, 2019 iambanapestchildren, death, death cult, die every day, gay, GOP, Grand Old Party, LGBTQ, limerick, morality, morality play, norms, of color, people, persons, poem, poetry, prey, racism, Republicans, sentimental, the best people, transgender, Trump, values, womenLeave a comment

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08/21/19: I Show Him the Utmost Respect and Deference and I Mostly Just Nod a Lot

August 21, 2019 iambanapestbarrow, bodies, children, kids, limerick, marrow, mute, National Rifle Association, NRA, Pharaoh, poem, poetry, quicksilver, render, shoot, Trump, universal background checks, voices, Wayne LaPierre, weigh, weight, wheelbarrow, zilchLeave a comment

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“Trump tells NRA chief that universal background checks are off the table.”

08/21/19: I Show Him the Utmost Respect and Deference and I Mostly Just Nod a Lot

06/16/19: Children Should Be Seen and Not Heard, Except When They’re Telling Obsequious Lies About Me to the Media

June 16, 2019June 16, 2019 iambanapestbrown-nosers, brown-nosing, children, Father's Day, fire hoses, kids, limerick, offspring, parenting, poem, poetry, smarmy, spawn, tear gas, Trump, whine, whiningLeave a comment

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06/14/19: For By Blessing and Praising Them I Shroud My Own Role in Disasters, Plus It’s Just So Easy

June 14, 2019 iambanapestAmerican, black, brown, children, dragging the river, first, God bless, jobs, limerick, pluck, poem, poetry, responder, suck, swan, TrumpLeave a comment

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05/26/19: Always Carry Spare Change in Your Pocket When You Visit the Southern Border

May 26, 2019 iambanapestcamps, children, coins, dead, death, dimes, dying in custody, eyelids, golf, GOP, handicap, ICE, immigrants, kids, limerick, migrants, moral philosophy, poem, poetry, putt, Republicans, shit happens, Trump

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05/09/19: When You Value Something, You Protect It. I Mean, Duh.

May 9, 2019May 9, 2019 iambanapestchildren, firearms, gummi worms, guns, I have sniffed eternity in that sweet/sour/sugary exhalation, John Doe, kids, limerick, little toe, National Rifle Association, NRA, pint-size, poem, poetry, school shootings, Second Amendment, Trump, van Gogh, weaponsLeave a comment

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05/08/19: I Know You Share My Outrage

May 8, 2019 iambanapestanguish, autopsy, children, coroner, gurney, journey, leaks, limerick, metaphysics, outrageous, poem, poetry, post mortem, purity, school shootings, some kid, tax returns, tax summary, taxes, TrumpLeave a comment

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