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12/25/20: Even in This Time of Pandemic, I Am Invigorating the Lingo of Golf

December 25, 2020 iambanapestbirdie, covid, COVID death toll, croak, golf, golf on Christmas, invigorate, limerick, lingo, patois, poem, poet, poetry, putt, Trump, TrumpieLeave a comment
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08/02/20: I Might Call This a Modest Proposal if the Concept of Modesty Had Ever Chanced to Enter My Brain

August 2, 2020August 2, 2020 iambanapesta modest proposal, Gargantua, glut, golf, gut, Jonathan Swift, limerick, meat, modesty, poem, poet, poetry, protein, putt, Rabelais, room for them all, TrumpLeave a comment

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05/26/19: Always Carry Spare Change in Your Pocket When You Visit the Southern Border

May 26, 2019 iambanapestcamps, children, coins, dead, death, dimes, dying in custody, eyelids, golf, GOP, handicap, ICE, immigrants, kids, limerick, migrants, moral philosophy, poem, poetry, putt, Republicans, shit happens, Trump

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