Hizzonor’s Dishonor

First he says Obama doesn’t love the United States…

He governs a land he disdains

Hizzonor Giuliani complains

He grew up abroad

So his thinking is odd

His love of country is something he feigns.

..because he “is not one of us.”

Giuliani makes thinly veiled slurs

They’re not racist he quickly assures

The comments aren’t racist

It’s not race he insists

But his upbringing to which he refers.

Class Reunions

Upcoming high school reunions have got me thinking.  If I could go back in time I wouldn’t pick the year I was 16.

It's reunion year for my class

Fifty years through rose colored glass

Details are obscure

But I'm pretty sure

Back then I was really an ass.

We all remember things differently, what really happened, what were we really like?  Who you gonna trust?

Jus what was I like long ago?

Memories morph and they grow

For accuracy

Should I trust me

Or is it my friends who would know?

Congress is Off This Week - Well, They’re Off

Israel has an election next month, which we would never try to influence, and it’s usually the President who invites heads of state.

By inviting Netanyahu to town 

John Boehner is breaking new ground

Protocol violated

Prerogative inflated

In his effort to put Barack down.

There is no other reason to do this except that it feels good.

In the House, Republicans hold sway

And vote to kill Obamacare Today!

He’ll veto the measure

So it’s just for their pleasure

Are they playing Fifty Shades of Nay?

Is This Offensive 2 U?

Twitter, e mail, and thumbtyping wreak havoc with grammar and spelling.  Sometimes it really bothers me.

The way people write and they talk

Screeches like blackboard and chalk.

If they’re understood

Does that mean it’s good,

Despite the aural assault?

Yet, I am happy it’s a living language, and sometimes it’s POW.

English has long been in ferment

As writers bend rules and invent

It’s colorful making

It’s grammar rule breaking

And Shakespeare was preeminent.

Snow School Today

I’ve been shoveling since I got out of bed

The snow banks are over my head

As all children know

To enjoy the snow

Stop shoveling and jump on a sled!

Super Bowl Sunday

All the inflated rhetoric and egos were upstaged by allegedly underinflated footballs.

A playoff is a high pressure game

All teams feel their passions inflame

As game pressure mounts

Every little bit counts,

But the footballs do not feel the same.

Once again PBS takes on the NFL.

For more than six hours on the air

The best teams in football are there

It’s two teams against

Lord Grantham and servants,

I Say! It scarcely seems fair.