Bronzed John Boehner

Bronzed John Boehner

 

He has the healthy afterglow

Of nicotine and Scotch

And a reason to get up in the morning:

There’s money to be made

For all those millionaires.

 

Oil Spill

Drilling Into Thick Skulls

 

 

Already the oil is lapping

At the shore

And yet they want more of it.

They blame anyone

And everyone.

Jindal is screaming

Drill baby, drill

And cries for someone

To clean up his mess.

We want accountability, they shout.

Except for themselves.

 

Madoff’s Slippers

Madoff’s Slippers

 

Who wants to buy

Bernie’s slippers?

Any takers

Or just those who were taken.

They are monogrammed

Like everything else

With three initials.

Were they pried off

Like Dorothy’s ruby slippers?

All his power gone.

The evil, too.

The End of 2008

 

 

A historic year, if years

Can be historic.

It’s just a number

Like the 44 percent

The stock market has subtracted.

Abstract, unless you have

To live with the abstraction.

George Bush rides his bike

Into the sunset, none

The wiser, a silly

Grin on his face

As he dodges shoe

After shoe. Ignorance is

Bliss after all.

A historic election

Reason for hope

As war breaks out

Around the world.

A final farewell, an outbreak

Of salmonella

The last chapter

In Bush’s legacy.

How will this fatal

Year be remembered?

I hope to forget it

Someday.

 

Press Conference

 

Looking down at his notes

Protruding pancake lips

He looks remarkably like the Grinch

 

The Grinch who stole the country.

He looks up, smiles toward

The back of the room.

It’s an inside joke

Only he and Cheney get.

Who Is He?

 (After  a poem by Robert Pinsky)

 

I never heard of George W Bush

But I wish I had. I wish

I knew as much as he knew,

How he could drink his way to the top.

I admire that in a man.

I wish I’d heard of George W. Bush.

Maybe I would have learned

The secrets of his success,

How someone can turn failure

Into a full time job

Without one ounce of regret.

 

 

 

The Bush Years

 

What Went Wrong

 

 

Bush was throned

Cheney was chosen.

There were a few blackouts

But no snow, at least

That’s what he said.

The past was off limits

And so was the future.

Reporters became courtesans

Bill O settled out of court.

Rush “Painkiller” Limbaugh

Made millions.

The rich got richer

The poor poorer

And that was great for America.

One city went under water

While others died of thirst.

The west went up in flames.

Condi went shopping.

Trent Lott lost his mansion

And became a man of the people.

Larry Craig took a wide stance on the tissues

And became a man’s man.

Science was re-written

By preachers and politicians.

Dennis Miller made a joke of it all

And wasn’t funny.

Mayor Koch wanted a President with balls

But forgot about brains.

Fox News stayed on message

Slap happy liars one and all.

Daddy Bush cried on TV

You guys are so mean to George.

A million little lies

Added up to a million dying.

Scalia scolded us

Get over it!

Mission Accomplished.

Bushie, you did a heck of a job.