12/30/20: How Much Billion-Year-Old Carbon Can a White Loner Pack Into an RV Before the FBI Raises Its Eyebrows? December 30, 2020 iambanapestAnthony Quinn Warner, billion-year-old carbon, booming, downtown, eons, FBI, limerick, Nashville bomber, Petula Clark, poem, poet, poetry, recreational vehicle, RV, self-consuming, shedding, stardust, stars, terrorism, troubled loner, Trump, trust, whiteLeave a comment Image
12/04/20: Ask the Stars, Ask the Wind, Ask the Secret Service Guy Whose Name Still Escapes You December 4, 2020 iambanapest300000, dad, Daddy, father, Fred Trump, impressed, limerick, poem, poet, poetry, Secret Service, stars, three hundred thousand, Trump, wind, worsen, wowLeave a comment Image
10/27/19: The Only Thing Better Than Singlehandedly Taking Out a Terrorist Mastermind Is When the Metamucil Finally Kicks In October 27, 2019 iambanapestal-Baghdadi, ass, caddie, credit, glory, limerick, Mars, poem, poetry, raid, redound, spangle, stars, TrumpLeave a comment Image
07/02/19: Why Encourage Them When We’re Working So Hard to Get Rid of the Very Freedoms They Seek? July 2, 2019July 2, 2019 iambanapestblotted stars, border, church, concentration camp, hope, kindness, limerick, nope, poem, poetry, pope, racism, soap, stars, toothpaste, TrumpLeave a comment Image
05/22/19: If Chopin’s Instrument Had Been a Human Brain Steeped in Beef Tallow and Adderall… May 22, 2019May 22, 2019 iambanapest30000 feet, Air Force One, birdies, czars, dark, darkness, freight cars, limerick, nocturne, pars, plains, poem, poetry, reality, stars, The Apprentice, the state of being unmurdered, trains, Trump, TV, visible Image
05/03/19: Were You Under the Impression That the Space Force Didn’t Already Have a Payload? May 3, 2019May 3, 2019 iambanapestcute, Elvis is everywhere, immanence, immanent, indelible, limerick, Mars, poem, poetry, scars, stars, stink, taxes, there is no such thing as a post-Trump world, TrumpLeave a comment Image