Friday, April 24, 2009

Bush foresees freedom in Iraq


George W. is riding the tremor of his mortal pain.

Venus Williams on the left side; a DoD news briefing on the right.

You are in, Red Monkey.

"We've lost all patience and have turned on you like someone who has lost all patience."

For a Marxist, she sure likes to shop!

Group grope!

Millipedes do not have 1,000 legs.

Write to the point and avoid personal attacks, jackass!

We have grave and quite dignified laws.

Screw you!

From flaming picket fences, a psychopathic god sprawls its slimy length over our city.

I don't believe in Jebus.

Not teats or peedle, Caca.

Grover has a shattered throat.

All male dogs are named "Max".

Free to be you and me, as if we're germs, not moths.

Don't seed on the orbit of repetition.

My orb is caressing some enormous animal.

Consider it an odd impulse, having slept in wet meadows and driven a culture to madness.

The supernatural before the natural.

Put your luggage back into my pocket!

"Surrender my ass! Somebody give me a sword!"

Tongue, thunder, ground.

Of course one snowflake can completely detach. Watch me!

It's the ultimate patriotic act to defend what makes this country unique.

Elmer Fudd U.

Bill Graham blue in the face.

Pretend that mass murderers are great statesman.

Go tell them themselves!

Cling to the average day.

I crave laughter at the forge and tickling the legs of millipedes on a vise.

This poem about mushrooms walking the dog has ended.

History as lies or jokes.

1 comment:

Max said...

this is excellent. i like "group grope!" when did you write this?

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