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11/03/20: One More Opus Posthumous for the Road

November 3, 2020 iambanapestbirds, dead, death, election day, freezing, huh, I'm melting, limerick, miserable, op. posth., opus posthumous, poem, poet, poetry, shlong, so long, songs, the sea at first light, TrumpLeave a comment

07/21/20: Op. Posth. No. 13 (Full Fathom Five Thy Fuckup Lies)

July 21, 2020 iambanapestAriel, cheap John Berryman references, deplorables, drown, drowning, full fathom five, Hubble Space Telescope, ineptitude, Jeffrey Epstein, limerick, opus posthumous, poem, poet, poetry, Shakespeare, SpongeBob SquarePants, The Dirty Bubble, The Tempest, TrumpLeave a comment

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02/22/20: I Hardly Ever Get Out of the Golf Cart, So You Babes Better Be on Your Toes

February 22, 2020February 22, 2020 iambanapestass, butt, carrion, chafing, dead, Dead Golfer Strut, death, feast your eyes, flies, golf, heat rash, hindquarters, keister, ladies, limerick, mudflaps, opus posthumous, poem, poet, poetry, posterior, Trump, Trump limerick, two pigs fighting in a gunny sckLeave a comment

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10/28/19: Because I Could Not Stop For Death He Kindly Kicked Me in the Nuts Every Minute of Every Day

October 28, 2019October 28, 2019 iambanapestBarack Hussein Obama, Because I could not stop for Death, death, fate, free!, gruesome, I die, limerick, love, more loved, Obama, opus posthumous, pathologists, pathology, poem, poetry, post mortem, ticket, Trump, unlovedLeave a comment

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09/17/19: Don’t Worry, I’m a Dirty Orange Phoenix and You Won’t Even Have Time to Miss Me

September 17, 2019 iambanapestdefective, dump job, finale, invective, limerick, lob, Mike Pence, moral, New Mexico, opus posthumous, poem, poetry, rally, Trump, valley, what a way to goLeave a comment

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09/16/19: Democracy Dies in Darkness But I Do It in the Light of My Phone

September 16, 2019 iambanapestdead, death, hand, hand in the till, I died, ignorance, ill will, learning a skill, limerick, madness, natural causes of course, opus posthumous, poem, poetry, spite, till, TrumpLeave a comment

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02/09/19: Also, My Spray-Tan Seems to Have Become Creosote

February 9, 2019 iambanapestcreosote, death, Earth, ferry, gloating, limerick, mythology, opus posthumous, poetry, the Underworld, tongue, TrumpLeave a comment

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02/01/19: Grooming Choices Have Consequences

February 1, 2019February 1, 2019 iambanapestautopsy, cankers, carcass, coroner, festooned, limerick, opus posthumous, poetry, pomade, rough trade, scalpel, swooning, Trump, well actually hair sprayLeave a comment

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01/29/19: Dead Man Walking, But Only If There Is No Golf Cart Available

January 29, 2019 iambanapestbe careful what you wish for, conniving, head squatting, imbecile heaven, limerick, op. posth., opus posthumous, poetry, TrumpLeave a comment

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01/28/19: The Worms Crawl In, the Worms Crawl Out, the Worms Play Pinochle on Your Snout

January 28, 2019 iambanapestlimerick, meat curtains, opus posthumous, poetry, POTUS, tone, Trump, wormsLeave a comment

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