MIRROR ON THE WALL
Never looked better
He told himself (Discounting
POTUS POOTS FORTH ANOTHER
“Wake up, Pop, you have to meet the press.”
“What is it this time? Why can’t I just tweet?”
“This Harvey thing’s too big. You have to meet.
And be careful not to look like you couldn’t care less.”
“Why don’t you go, Ivanka, in a slinky low-cut dress?
Distract ’em. Let your booty take the heat.”
“But you’ll be on TV, centre stage, comfy seat.”
“Well in that case … Oh no! Look! My hair’s a mess.”
Now he’s in make-up sat polishing his schtick
And figuring out ways he can stroll off with some big money.
“I’ll have him deported.” “I’ll make Mexico build a big wall.”
“I’ll nuke him.” “The bigger they are, the harder they fall.”
Trouble is while thousands are suffering yer bumpkin’s so thick
He thinks “this Harvey thing” is an invisible six-foot bunny.
NOTE Any prurient innuendo or double entendre is fully intentional.
Thou hast slain sweet love
With thy posey poesies
Swimming in clichés
Once I’m at last dead and gone
And once you’ve cracked the password
(Which – I warn you
Is in itself no mean task)
There they will lie before you
Wantonly displaying themselves
After all – you persevered
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Yet so at last then you will gather
These odd bedfellows under one leaky roof
Those who were my true decendants
And a pox on “friends and family”
And – if you got this far
Don your hiking boots
Go carve your own trek
With my blessings
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