01/07/21: Oh, How My Heart Swells When I Watch My Noble Cultists on My Many Large TVs January 7, 2021 iambanapestammo, angry, big-screen TVs, cult, cultists, dad, I like to watch, insane, insolent, insurrection, limerick, mad, MAGA, noble, poem, poet, poetry, sons, togs, treason, Trump, U.S. CapitalLeave a comment Image
07/05/20: How Dare You Question the Judgment of My Cult Members? July 5, 2020July 5, 2020 iambanapestbra, cooties, cooties d'état, cult, Cult 45, freak, great with foal, huzzah, Jabba the Hutt, limerick, naked mole rat, poem, poet, poetry, shah, The Great on Hulu, TrumpLeave a comment Image
03/31/19: Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum, I Smell the Blood of the Profitably Dumb March 31, 2019 iambanapesta lock of my hair, creamed jeans, cult, I'll grind their bones to make breading for KFC extra-crispy, intelligence or rather the lack thereof, limerick, magic beans, poem, poetry, Trump, unfinished attic spaces, wealth-by-proxyLeave a comment Image
10/26/18: Well, Someone Needs to Go Out Night After Night and Bask in the Adulation of Cretins October 26, 2018 iambanapestcivil war, cult, exult, it's like Old Country Buffet but... you know... for whores, limerick, poetry, rally, recruiting, sore, TrumpLeave a comment Image