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
04/05/20: Why Must I Forever Be Harassed by the Insolent Questions of the Paparazzi? April 5, 2020April 5, 2020 iambanapestbaggy suit, blood, coronavirus, covid-19, elevator shoes, fashion, greasepaint, harassment, insolent, lifts, limerick, paparazzi, poem, poet, poetry, red carpet, Trump, Who are you wearing tonight?Leave a comment Image
