Thursday, August 15, 2024

The Donald Picks a Darn VP (to the tune of The Devil Went Down to Georgia; not a limerick) by Julie Carpenter-Hubin

The Donald went o'er to Ohio
He was lookin' for a vote to steal
He was in a bind 'cause he was kinda behind
And he was willing to make a deal
When he came across this young man
Suckin’ up like crazy and playin' it hot
And the Donald jumped up on a hickory stump
And said "Boy, let me tell you what"

"I guess you didn't know it, but I love hillbillies it’s true
And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a VP of you
Now you play a good hillbilly, boy, you’ll give the Donald a mate
I'll bet a fiddle o' gold you got no soul and I think that’s really great"
The boy said, "My name's JD, and it might be a sin
But I'll take your bet and you won’t regret 'cause I'm the best there's ever been"

JD, use yer accent and play yer hillbilly card
'Cause Hell's broke loose in the GOP and the Donald deals the cards
And if you win, you get this shiny fiddle made of gold
But if you win the devil’s got your soul

"Fire on the Mountain," run, boys, run
The Devil's in the house of the risin' sun
Felon in the Pres race hopin’ for dough
Granny, I just gotta vote! Go, child, Go!

[Not a limerick but worth a post anyway!]


 Dream On!

My crowds are the biggest and best
He said - yes for real, not in jest!
His crowd sizes cream
King's "I Have a Dream"
Stop lying, dude, give it a rest!


Wednesday, August 14, 2024

Worshipper

I met a man so Trumpy
I swear his arguments stumped me.
I just couldn't get
He was in such a sweat
To worship his Lord, Humpty Dumpty.

Jonathan

Sunday, August 4, 2024

Seriously???

Trump’s gaffes multiply by the day;
 You cannot predict what he’ll say!
And I look askance
At J. D. Vance,
The Yale-billy picked for this fray.