Category Archives: Verse

Tangled Webs

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The Pakistani government furiously insists it did not know bin Laden was living in the middle of the Pakistan Military Academy, does not know any Taliban and if it did it would arrest them, and so on. The Pakistani government deceives us at every turn, yet insists it is a faithful ally of the United States. For the moment we seem content to be deceived, but there will come the day when the web of deceit will be forcefully untangled.

 

 

Tangled webs be tangled still

The knots be tightly drawn

The tangler thinks that it’s his will

Not knowing that the dawn

Will soon come flooding in with light

The strands in bold relief

And he’ll not see another night

Despite his cold belief

That he is smarter much by far

Than those that he would spin

And when the door then stands ajar

And Death comes silent in

The room is filled with frightened screams

That he would not deceive

But tangled webs yield tangled dreams

And Death will never grieve

 

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Glowing In The Dark

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It is revealed that al Qaeda is recruiting lonely young men and boys who spend their time playing computer games for suicide bombing missions, promising everlasting life, and presumably everlasting computer games. But the United States has drones, unmanned aerial vehicles, UAVs, that can detect suicide bombers at long range by infrared imaging that examines the heat radiated by the body to detect if explosives are being carried.

 

He sits there in his basement room

Doors closed, no sound, lights low

A ghostly figure in the gloom

Lit by computer glow

The figures on the screen are real

As real as life to him

The wounds he causes make him feel

That his life is less grim

The Imam smiles and becks him come

Join now the holy cause

March proudly with the jihad drum

Just put your game on pause

And join us in far Pakistan

A Holy Warrior be

Come join us son and be a man

And set the Ummah free

He closes down the infi Dell

And climbs the basement stairs

His life for Allah he will sell

Success to he who dares

In Pakistan he’s fitted for

A somewhat bulky vest

And told that he’s now in the war

And Allah needs his best

He smiles and shakes the Imam’s hand

He’s filled with jihad pride

lesAnd there in that wild far off land

Is where our warrior died

For unseen forces lay in wait

Not like his basement room

A UAV had sensed his fate

For some games end in doom

 

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Enter The Dragon

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The International Monetary Fund says that in just a few years the Chinese economy will be greater than the economy of the United States. Yeah, right, but that’s only if Obama is re-elected, for given four more years to destroy the country he just might be able to do it. Once the far lefties now inhabiting the White House are gone on 20 January 2013,, and replaced with patriotic grown-ups, things will start humming again.

 

 

Our economy is draggin’

Overtaken by the dragon

That was sleeping when old Marco Polo came

For five hundred years they struggled

Cold and hungry as they juggled

Flood and famine that would always win the game

Then United Stated decided

Far too long that we have bided

Both our time and money wasted on our own

So we went ahead with Nafta

And so now it seems we hafta

Import all we use ‘cause nothing’s US grown

But the IMF is wrong ‘cause

This is just another long pause

And the US will rebound to rightful place

You recall in nineteen eighties

All the savvy media fraidies

Said the world would have a smiling Japanese face

 

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Opthalmology 101

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Assad the son, ruler of the failed state of Syria, a doctor of ophthalmology, ruthlessly stamps out dissent, all the while dreaming grand dreams of a greater Syria destroying the vile little state of Israel. You would think an eye doctor would know when his eyes were bigger than his army has a stomach for.

 

 

The eye man sits me in a chair

And says what do you see

I squint and squirm and then I stare

Then say I see an E

He smiles and says it looks like one

It really is a U

And while clear vision you have none

You’re good to kill a Jew

They sent me to the Golan Heights

And told me to be still

Israeli creep up in the nights

And try to take our hill

While in Damascus Assad sits

And dreams of conquest grand

Of screaming jets and tank led blitz

All going well as planned

At dawn we marched right down the hill

So proud to be at war

Israeli lines seemed oh so still

We’ve seen this all before

And then a flash, a roar, a blast

As bombs and bullets fly

I shout and run, the die is cast

Our missiles fill the sky

Then brighter than the brightest sun

The flash, then mushroom clouds

And when they settled it was done

They’d stilled the cheering crowds

I stumbled home to dead Assad

To rubbled burnt out towns

Damascus gone as well Riyadh

No more the Arab crowns

Teheran now gone and in its wake

The Turk sweeps up the prize

All gone, all gone for Assad’s sake

He should have stuck to eyes

 

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The End Of Chapter One

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Osama bin Laden is dead, his loathsome body food for crabs and worms. President Obama claims he is much against spiking the ball, but he continues his victory lap this week with a visit to the Intelligence guys who tracked him down. The president should know this is but Chapter One. Now comes Chapter Two in a two chapter book, and we shall see how Obama handles it.

 

 

With my big map of Pakistan

I tried to guess where ‘Sama ran

I tore a page and bore a hole

Upon the town that was his goal

And sure enough that very night

It proved to be that I was right

I tore a page and bore a hole

Yes Tora Bora ‘pon my soul

He never was in that damn cave

With ISI the slip he gave

And settled down to live his life

Content with his young nubile wife

Until the Seals the doorbell rang

The search was over with a bang

And so to Pak we bid goodbye

We pack our maps and with a sigh

We close the book on chapter one

Another chapter and we’re done

The ending is not hard to see

The book will close with victory

And Profs in future will declare

The Muslim world’s no longer there

 

 

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Fevered Dreams

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Lefty pundits and writers struggle furiously to convince the non-left majority that Barack Obama is still consequential, still in command, still the best president the country has ever had. They tell us he reads Thomas Friedman every day, and I have no doubt dozens of others do as well, but reading a lefty like Friedman is not the same as understanding the world and the United States and acting responsibly and in the best interests of the country. But I do agree that is essential that a president of the United States be consequential.

 

 

It surely is essential

That Barack be consequential

And serene and up to date at every turn

For the world to be his oyster

He must leave his White House cloister

And be seen to grow maturely and to learn

Yes I know he reads the masters

And has bigots for his pastors

And his ancestry is redder than his schemes

But it really doesn’t matter

For there’s nothing that is sadder

Than a man who can’t tell life from fevered dreams

 

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Drill Baby Drill

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President Obama and the Democrats are determined to keep us beholden to the Muslim Middle East. For years the Dems have prevented the drilling for oil in our own country, have prevented the building of nuclear power plants, have prevented the building of new refineries, all at the behest of the radical left environmental whackos, who want to return us to the twelfth century, convinced that we would all be better citizens if we depended on windmills for our power. Yet President Obama has no problem paying Brazil to drill in the Atlantic Ocean, paying Colombia to build refineries, and will be building nuclear power plants in the Middle East. What goes on here?

 

 

In our backyard we want no nukes

We’ll give it though to Mamelukes

The oil we have we will not drill

But pay for drilling in Brazil

Refineries we’ll build no more

Unless it’s in a foreign shore

Our shale deposits hold more gas

Than all the world yet still we pass

Why do we do these things at all

Why do we keep ourselves in thrall

To sheikhs and self styled Arab kings

Why do we bow and kiss their rings

For surely those in power know

That we could let the Mideast go

And use our coal and oil and gas

To kick those bastards in the ass

We’re told the reason we don’t drill

‘Twould harm the lizards, ocean krill

The caribou would be upset

And that is why we have to get

Our oil from folks who want us dead

We’ve put the gun to our own head

There’s something up somebody’s sleeve

That is the answer I believe

 

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Expletive Deleted

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In 2072, in response to a Freedom Of Disinformation request, White House conversations between President Obama and Chief of Staff Rahm Emmanuel were released to the public. Offensive language has been sanitized.

 

My new healthcare plan, Rahm

It’s (expletive deleted) beautiful, Mr. President

Taxes, rationing, price controls, Rahm

Your people (expletive deleted) love you, Mr. President

Was watching Fox News the other day, Rahm

(expletive deleted) ‘em, Mr. President

And that hot blond was on

They’re all (expletive deleted) hot, Mr. President

Yes they are, Rahm

 

 

And often now I wonder, well

How come it is I got Michelle

But to the biz at hand today

These teabag folks won’t go away

On top of that my health care plan

The public loves, but if they can

Republicans will kill it dead

And put their own plan up instead

And climate change is on the ropes

Just dashing all our fondest hopes

That we can trash the USA

We’ll fight them, Rahm, and make them pay

I talked last night to Karl Marx

And what he said just struck some sparks

The way it looks it’s less than firm

That I will have a second term

Just get our troops to fall in line

And after that we’ll be just fine

I fear we have no time to waste

We need a crisis and in haste

A big one, Rahm, and I’ll declare

That next election will be fair

We’ll hit ‘em high, we’ll hit ‘em low

Yes martial law’s the way to go

Republicans will slink away

And cry and weep and sob and pray

I’m glad we had this little talk

It’s always good to make them squawk

We’ll win this thing, just you and me

And then Republicans will see

That crossing me they’ll pay the price

But follow me and I’ll be nice

Just squeeze them, Rahm, and squeeze them hard

Just squeeze those suckers into lard

And that reminds me, my old pal

That Foxy blond is on right now

And often now I wonder, well

How come it is I got Michelle

 

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Achtung! Panzer!

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Drudge headline today says NATO is going for the kill in Libya. We’ll see. In Brussels, the European Union is lusting to get the Germans involved in the war against Khaddafi, who stubbornly refuses to leave, and thumbs his nose at NATO, the EU and the United States. The EU must be smoking something, because the Germans no longer have the will or the power to remove anybody forcefully from office, least of all Khaddafi.

 

 

In Brussels an idea sprouts

When all is lost call in the Krauts

They still must think Das Deutsches Heer

Is one the whole wide world must fear

Reality is different though

Do not expect a heavy blow

From soldiers ordered not to fight

Unless the lawyers say all right

No more Guderian’s panzer blitz

Not while the Merkel government sits

With Rommel’s tankers in their graves

The German might that Brussels craves

Is but a distant dream at best

Why don’t we let those poor men rest

 

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Capitalism

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Capitalism has acquired a bad name among the ruling leftist elites who run our country and dictate what we see in the movies and on television and what we read in the newspapers. So much so that, as the Obama administration has made clear, the days of capitalism are numbered, and the country will very soon be counted in the socialist camp. Obama has already taken over the country’s largest auto maker, the country’s largest bank and the country’s largest insurance company. Are collective farms far behind? Capitalism is the engine that made this country the greatest wealth producing country for all its citizens the world has ever seen. But let’s let Capitalism tell the story.

 

 

I once created many jobs

I worked at them myself

But now the caring and elites

Have put me on the shelf

Where once I made the factories hum

Creating the good life

We’re now in socialism’s grip

Where bureaucrats run rife

With regulations now imposed

On everything in sight

The jobs are gone and so am I

Into that left wing night

A night of anguish, tears and loss

That will not see a dawn

I had my day and it was bright

But now that day is gone

 

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