Showing posts with label Rushmore. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rushmore. Show all posts

Thursday, April 17, 2025

Numb. 1386  

The dollar has lost almost 10 percent of its value since Inauguration Day with roughly half of that decline coming this month.

Loose Id-Thoughts At Beddy-Bye Time

Trashing the dollar was always my plan.

Putin’s got U-kraine, I get Greenland.

Let Xi do what he likes with Taiwan.

BB’s THE MAN. Let’s bomb Iran.

More rubble to build casinos in Gaza.

Be nice to Kim. Or maybe bomb him.

The Gulf of America. Great state Toronto.

J.D. Vance is my very own Tonto.

Melanie’s old. Gild her with gold.

Cover the wrinkles with chocolate sprinkles.

Market declines. Biden’s not mine.

Raise one more tariff. Make Arpaio sheriff.

They say he’s senile, how would I know.

Canal in Panama. That’s where bananas are.

Defund universities. They do diversity.

Hello, TRUMPocracy.

Good night, democracy. 

Solve housing shortage

deporting millions.

Democ Rats cannot be citizens.

Voter ids must be signed by me.

Wish MTG looked like AOC.

Marjorie's just too butch for me.

Ignore Bernie Sanders.

Shout “Media Slanders!”

So much to do. So very busy.

Haven't time ever to grab a pussy.

Must, furthermore,

pose for Rushmore.


THEY call me monster. 

THEY call me creep.

I got the cards. 

Read ’em and weep.

So much in my head ...

And so to bed.

Monday, April 7, 2025

Tuesday, February 25, 2025

Numb. 1334 Mount Trump, More Erosion

                   Ozymandias

       By Percy Bysshe Shelley

 

I met a traveller from an antique land,

Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone

Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,

Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,

And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,

Tell that its sculptor well those passions read

Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;

And on the pedestal, these words appear:

My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;

Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare

The lone and level sands stretch far away.”

Tuesday, February 18, 2025

Numb. 1327 Trump Foreign Policy (other than Gaza, which, once he's done, will not be foreign)

“Ukraine” is right, fully Russian.

Like “Canada” is the U.S.’s

And “Taiwan” is China’s

Both “Koreas”, Kimmie’s.

(As I love to call him

because it's so whimsical.)


I could take Cuba,

linked to Puerto Rico,

haul ’em into OUR Gulf

and sink ’em.


GOP's Remorse/Regret?

Start sculpting Rushmore.

They haven't seen

anything yet.


Can't wait to see Putin,

my dear “Little Stallion”.😉😉😉😉

We'll have such fun.

I am Napoleon.

Who, someone told me,

did stuff with Russia.

What's that about?

Howdid it turn out?

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