Kiss! Kiss! The walking fish You don’t need a walking stick Nor that awful prick! Brick by brick His futile trick is ill-fated sick No flame on his candlestick Paul, do you want to have a ball like when you abandoned Sol Do you have the gall to call the writing on the wall DoesContinue reading “Kiss, kiss, the walking fish!: A poem”
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The Vatican is deep-seeking!: A poem
Believe me! The Vatican is very interested in astronomy It is deep seeking Not just peeping There is a murkier tale Tailing the fish’s tail The crucifix has not even a nail Jesus was never impaled And they are desperate not to fail waiting for a spaceship to sail to give them lease and bail Continue reading “The Vatican is deep-seeking!: A poem “
Dirty, creep Prakash! Shame on you!
Hey Sweden, you are so nice. I wish you all the best to enjoy fun-filled sex with Prakash
Hey Macron, I hope Cancerous France is nuked!
You dirty treacherous creep Prakash! The deepest abyss befits you
Coalition of the willing; Hahaha!: A poem
Coalition of the willing Are you the floor or the ceiling? Is your history not that of killing? How come you want to top the billing? Does it rain in Ukraine? Is Zelenskyy vain, or just a bane? Is it just your cat calling? And do you think the world is a doormat worth falling? Continue reading “Coalition of the willing; Hahaha!: A poem “
Prakash, is treachery Saul or Paul?: A poem
Prakash, you have, how many, lives? Just what are skies and what are dives? Treacheries are your countless hives You have no balls, but a billion knives You beast! On what do you feast? Ruthlessly scapegoating, not to say the least Is water not your eternal yeast? Saul or Paul, there’s blood in your teeth Continue reading “Prakash, is treachery Saul or Paul?: A poem “
What the fucking?! They don’t want a King: A poem
What the fucking?! The don’t want a King! They deserve a Man-gling, a wrangling torturing! Those heinous hundred protests are all so grotesque! Making America a vortex of Sodom and Gomorrah in the West If they don’t want MAGA And they don’t want God to love America They want sinners to be winners And toContinue reading “What the fucking?! They don’t want a King: A poem “
Albanese! Don’t be cunning with me!: A poem
Anthony Albanese don’t dare be cunning with me! There is no love, don’t make it worse, between you and me Don’t tell me, you don’t your own purpose serve I gave you a second term, when even the first you didn’t deserve Your pretense for the Aboriginals, is how your selfishness notes The `yes vote’Continue reading “Albanese! Don’t be cunning with me!: A poem “