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National Poetry Month

04/30/20: Many People Are Saying That Meat Won’t Pack Itself

April 30, 2020April 30, 2020 iambanapestAmerica, brutal, bustling, butcher, butchering, butchery, flesh, fried, hogs, immigrants, limerick, meatpacking, NASCAR, National Poetry Month, poem, poet, poetry, pork, roasted, silver spork, spork, stewed, supercharging, torque, Trump, virus, workforceLeave a comment

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04/29/20: Yea, Verily, My Power Exceeds Even That of the Mighty Mayo Clinic

April 29, 2020April 29, 2020 iambanapestballs, classic submissive behavior, ermine, King of the Vents, licking, limerick, mask, Mayo Clinic, National Poetry Month, no mask, Pence, Pharisee, poem, poet, poetry, protocols, testicles, That ermine-haired Pharisee Pence, tongues, Trump, unmasked, ventilators, yea verilyLeave a comment

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04/28/20: Conspiracy Theories Are the Chlorinated Oxygen of True MAGA Believers

April 28, 2020April 28, 2020 iambanapest#MAGA, chlorinated, chlorine, conspiracy theories, Deep State, elysian, Elysian Fields, government, grassier, grassy knoll, gubmint, gummint, heaven, knoll, limerick, mole, National Poetry Month, oxygen, poem, poet, poetry, probes, true believers, TrumpLeave a comment

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04/27/20: Special Care Is, and Always Will Be, Given to Our Beloved Seniors (Except Me!)

April 27, 2020 iambanapestArchimedes, crap one's pants, crypt, cryptward, dance, dementia, frolic, levers, limerick, National Poetry Month, our beloved seniors, our seniors, pishposh, poem, poet, poetry, special care, Their lives will be better than ever, TrumpLeave a comment

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It was good of the president* to give me both a title and a first line in his tweet of 4/22/20: “States are safely coming back. Our Country is starting to OPEN FOR BUSINESS again. Special care is, and always will be, given to our beloved seniors (except me!). Their lives will be better than ever…WE LOVE YOU ALL!”

04/27/20: Special Care Is, and Always Will Be, Given to Our Beloved Seniors (Except Me!)

04/26/20: I Don’t Get Enough Credit for Being a Supremely Gifted Educator

April 26, 2020April 26, 2020 iambanapestbales, baling, corpse storage, education, educator, fails, fiascos, fingernails, incarcerated toddlers, learning, limerick, National Poetry Month, poem, poet, poetry, schooling, scrubbing, TrumpLeave a comment

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04/25/20: These Are Things That Doctors, Medical Doctors, Should Investigate!

April 25, 2020April 25, 2020 iambanapestalternative medicine, bone saw, cayenne, cheap gas, chicken-fried, clean coal, cure, eat your gun, flushing, limerick, loans, mace, medical doctors, National Poetry Month, nuclear, nukes, poem, poet, poetry, quack, quackery, remedies, remedy, rockets, scientists, souls, Space Force, spleen, suck eggs, toe tag, treatment, TrumpLeave a comment

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04/24/20: How Many Times Do I Have to Ask: What Have You Got to Lose?

April 24, 2020April 24, 2020 iambanapestabortion, banning, bleach, coronavirus, covid-19, disinfectant, efficacious, extortion, golf, golfing, home remedies, IV drug use, junkie, Kid Rock, limerick, Lysol, mainlining, modern, National Poetry Month, pee, poem, poet, poetry, prostitutes, the needle and the damage done, theft, Trump, UV lightLeave a comment

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04/22/20: Random Examples of the Raves I Get Whenever I Stagger to the Podium

April 22, 2020April 22, 2020 iambanapestbones, covid-19, Dow Jones, gaslight, Jews, limerick, National Poetry Month, ooze, podium, poem, poet, poetry, press briefing, press conference, ratings, rave reviews, signature ooze, stagger, suck, throw up on your shoes, TrumpLeave a comment

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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

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04/18/20: This Is Still a Land Where Anything Can Happen

April 18, 2020April 18, 2020 iambanapestAmerican dream, blithe, clotted cream, covid-19, land of opportunity, limerick, lungs, meme, National Poetry Month, poem, poet, poetry, Trump, viralLeave a comment

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