Friday, November 19, 2010

Bartleby's Tip


"Swimming to Tripoli?!"
Bartleby laughed.
"That would be daft!
Take the giraft!"



Wednesday, November 17, 2010

oh-OH-oh



I finally made my great escape
from Kommissarsintown.
I now can look behind me
so i'm slowly calming down.



Thursday, November 4, 2010

Neal


Meet Neal–
esophageal music lover.
He soundproofs his bathroom
with an old duvet cover,
then throat sings
like a Tuvan Louvin brother.






Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Election Runoff



Meet John Boehner.
Orange complainer.
Ochre speaker.
Bathtub stainer.



Friday, October 29, 2010

V.W.


Full of song

and fond of beer.
The country western gondolier.
His heart's enlarged.
His liver's failin'.
Say a prayer
for "Venice Waylon".




Wednesday, October 27, 2010

The Cheney Bump



"It's official!" said Dick
with an elfish grin.
"Myself, Liz and Lynne
have made our selection
and hereby announce our endorsement
of the Four Horsemen
in the next election."
"It was an easy call," added Liz,
"not much of a decision.
We do, after all,
share the same vision."



Sunday, June 13, 2010

Rasputin



Those who knew Rasputin
say he appeared even more hirsute
when he wore a mohair suit.



Saturday, June 5, 2010

Toeslumber



First, my foot falls asleep,
then I get "coma toes".
One by one like dominoes
that's how it goes
they have no choice.
Lucky for me, though,
they all know my voice.
I speak to them softly
and so does my wife.
Slowly but surely
they come back to life.



Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Now Michael Jones



Michael Palin
changed his name.
He couldn't bear
the constant shame.
A drastic step
to save his pride.
His other option–
suicide.






Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Detroitus



Gathering detritus in Detroit.
Before I got arthritis
I was so much more adroit
at finding all the hidden spots
abandoned streets
and vacant lots
that I would then exploit.
Gathering detritus in Detroit.



Tuesday, May 11, 2010

I, Casaba



My head is a melon.
My skull is the rind.
The meat of the fruit
is my beautiful mind.



Sunday, May 9, 2010

The Gift



The gift from my psychiatrist
was shrink wrapped,
which is, i think, apt.



Saturday, May 8, 2010

Hugh



This is my buddy from Belgium.
He lives near Bruges
on a farm.
His name is Hugh Jarm.



Thursday, May 6, 2010

Salve Psalm



"The ointment of contentment, yea,
is never freely slathered.
Apply it very sparingly,"
the scary preacher blathered.




Chewy Trivia



"I recently discovered
that Alfred Lord Tennyson
ate only venison
with varicose veins.
Very gross, but hilarious",
the heiress explains.



Tuesday, May 4, 2010

RoveLove



Out of the blue
like a bolt from above,
strange reveries
of forbidden love
are filling Karl Rove
with alarm and unease.
Visions of Paula Zahn
and parmesan cheese.



Glenn Beck



America's favorite
uber-asexual
game-show intellectual
rat-faced hero
of the angry ineffectual.
Sowing discord
on a psych-ward chalkboard.
Falling on his talk-sword.
Screaming like a pimp.
A coprophagic imp
sallow and yellowish
like something foul
in a nursing home jello dish
on Fish Friday.
That's his promise-not-to-cry day.



Lance DaBoyle – Patriot



Teabagger Lance
is lost in a trance
while looking askance
at his big stack of food stamps.
"Commies!" he mutters.
"Them Socialist pigs!
They won't let me use 'em
fer whisky and cigs!"



Bachmann Bachmann Overdrive



This fall's hottest new trend –
The Michele Bachmann makeover.
Step one: lose your mind
in a hostile takeover
engineered by a sand flea.
Never crack a book,
you need to keep your hands free
to shake and gesticulate
like a brain-dead banshee.



David Copperfield



The magic is gone,
but the nickname remains.
We all still call him
"Schiffer Brains".