04/21/20: Just a Quick Clarification Before We Ramp Up the Ghoulish Profiteering April 21, 2020April 21, 2020 iambanapestboneless, clarification, covid-19, daub, dying, ghoulish, king, limerick, mourners, National Poetry Month, open America now, poem, poet, poetry, profiteering, thwart, TrumpLeave a comment Image
01/18/20: I Could Have Said “Whichever Comes First,” But I Think You Get That January 18, 2020 iambanapestdollar store, dumber, dying, election day, fun, greatness, greener, limerick, martial law, meaner, poem, poet, poetry, toilet-bowl cleaner, Trump, Trump limerick, wienerLeave a comment Image
12/19/19: The Party of Health Care ~ VII (Post-Impeachment Mood Swing Edition) December 19, 2019 iambanapestACA, appeals court, case, death, die, dying, health care, limerick, mace, mandate, Obamacare, poem, poetry, six-pack, stomp, Trump, Trump limerickLeave a comment Image
12/02/19: You Scoff When I Speak of My Stamina, But What Other Word Is There? December 2, 2019December 2, 2019 iambanapestdeath, die, dying, grifting, innocence, innocents, lexicon, limerick, lying, plying, poem, poetry, scoff, scoffing, spectator sport, stamina, time management, Trump, vocabularyLeave a comment Image
09/03/19: Wasn’t It Andrea True Who Said It Best? “More, More, More! How Do You Like It, How Do You Like It?” September 3, 2019September 3, 2019 iambanapestabundance, American, Andrea True, death, die, dying, gals, GSR, guns, gunshot residue, limerick, moms, more more more!, NRA, pie, poem, poetry, public places, Second Amendment, thigh, tons, TrumpLeave a comment Image