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The Island Light
I painted this as part of my occupational therapy following an accident in my garden.
THE ISLAND LIGHT
The Island light stands firm and strong
In all weather rough and raw
And even when a gale would blow
The light you always saw
Shining brightly lighting your way home
Beneath a fog-filled view
Spreading beams of welcome
Its prismatic light for you.
For ocean going cargo ships
And small sailing craft as well
The turning light a beacon
That would of safety tell
And so toward the light
Beneath a harvest moon
In calm water and fine weather
We’d be at home quite soon.
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The Press Conference
THE PRESS CONFERENCE
On Thursday Trumpty met with the press
His erratic ramblings however, a mess.
His White House he claims is a fine tuned machine
He’s been drinking his bathwater or else in a dream.
Trumpty is mad, as in insane
His remarks and his lies incredibly inane
And day after day his so-called facts they get more wrong
His nose if you’ve noticed, increasingly long
Soon it will be a Trump Tower on his face
A tower going sideways and quite out of place.
Trumpty’s a fumbler, doesn’t know what he doing
He should go to his window and hear them all booing.
His public attempts at being sincere
Are so patently false and it is unclear
Exactly what he hopes to achieve
Maybe a rabbit from out of his sleeve
A look at some he wants on his cabinet staff
Their qualifications make us all laugh.
What a bellicose fellow he turns out to be
Talk about blowing up Russian ships out at sea
He thinks like a bully and that thinking is poor
Maybe he wants to take us to war.
And what’s with his meeting at his seaside resort
He’ll complain if the press makes a report
Claiming it’s just news that is fake
He’ll say all he was doing, was eating a steak.
With his new found friend all the way from the East
Sharing a meal at a movable feast.
As for questions it seems he picks and he chooses
But none of them about hot Russian Floozies.
He does not wait till the question’s been asked
But starts to answer too soon and too fast.
It’s rude of him to say the least
Perhaps he’s in hurry to return to his feast
The White House it seems has become quite a bore
He prefers his play-pen on the Florida shore.
Pity it’s not at a Marine World park
Where there he could be eaten by a terrorist shark.
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The cabinet Maker
THE CABINET MAKER
Now as we witness the departure of Flynn
Trumpty’s team liars are beginning to thin.
One suspects of course he didn’t go it alone
But the calls to the Russians, Trumpty condoned.
Like at the barber’s we wonder who’s next
If not Bannon or Spicer we’ll all be vexed.
Though Conway’s a candidate to bid us farewell
We have to be patient and time it will tell.
Joseph Clancy just announced he’s resigning his post
For him Secret Service is permanent toast.
He says it’s so that Trumpty can choose
His own director so we’ll watch for the news.
We’ve heard that Trumpty is not a big reader
It also shows he’s not a great leader.
The white House is in upheaval they say
Crisis on crisis occurs every day
Putin has deployed a cruise missile we learned
A thirty year old treaty now has been spurned
Sad thing, there’s nothing Trumpty knows how to do
But he’ll think of something out of the blue.
He’s not inclined to take expert advice
His know-nothings will have us just pay the price
Talking of prices did you see the cost of his wall?
The wall will be high and the price will be tall
He wants to save millions on jets that defend
And spend billions on fences he has no way to mend.
Most cabinet makers are craftsmen well trained
But Trumpty you are completely lame-brained.
Your mental acuity is under great stress
And when you are gone God will us bless!
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Some thoughts on Humpty Trumpty
SOME THOUGHTS ON Humpty Trumpty
Some thoughts on Humpty Trumpty, have been running through my head
It happens when I am awake and even when in bed.
I think it’s all the people, Yes-men to a Tee,
His lies and inane pouting lips that seem to bother me.
That’s not all there’s plenty more which should really make us mad
The realization simply put, is that we’ve all been had.
Swampking Donald conned them; those who cast their vote
You see he swapped his so-called swamp for a king-like moat
Made up of lackeys who support his line of different facts
Away with all the smart things like peace and trading pacts.
He does not like NATO but Putin’s all the rage
He’s just a rank amateur upon the world’s broad stage.
It seems his general Flynn did not wait to be sworn-in
Before he spoke with Russia, a No-No sort of sin.
He claims he does not recall about that which they spoke
For a security director it’s enough to make you croak.
There was a lot of ranting about Hilary’s server not secured
But he uses Twitter an often hacked small bird.
Ah, Swampking have you had a mental check?
Some say you are quite mad but I say what the heck?
King George III was mad it’s told and that I think is true
But malignant narcissist is more akin for you.
After nearly thirty day days of swimming in the pool
Have you now discovered that the world knows you’re a fool?
Buffoon would perhaps be better a just a simple clown
Or perhaps you are a man who would be king and wear a golden crown.
Oh Donald buy a ticket, Greyhound has a bus,
There are seats aplenty, just leave with little fuss.
Take your donor Betsey, Pence and Session too
And all the other billionaires who queue
To feed upon the powers of your post
Just like bacteria feeding not-freely on their host.
The Mid-Terms are a-coming like a warning bell
For the GOP my friend a kind of grave-yard knell.
If the Dems can win some seats and then without ado
You’ll be impeached Oh thank the Lord
We’ll see the last of you.
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Thwarted by the Judges
THWARTED BY THE JUDGES
Humpty Trumpty is thwarted by the judges’ decision
He’s temporarily lost sight of his campaign vision
Whereby he’d ban all those he dislikes
Such as muslins and ISIS and terrorist tykes
He thinks signing an order with writing so bold
Is going to put foreign attacks all on hold.
He’d do better to listen each day when they meet
To the intelligence guys about whom he tweets
He declares what they say is simply a bore
I’d rather listen to Putin, what’s more,
He and his boys hack our systems each day
So I know already what my folks will say?
By the way, if you like to shop through the mail
Instead think of Nordstrom’s where they’re having a sale
On all of Ivanka’s line which they’ll end
Because sweat-shop clothing is ceasing to trend
What’s left over they’ll send to Goodwill
Or use them as rags to clean- up the Hill.
He regrets that he hired Spicer the schmuck
Who’s a whole hockey game short of a puck.
He’s there only to spout more White House lies
That leaves the Press just rolling their eyes
And as for Conway, not tight with her ethics
Spouts a witchy form of White House polemics.
Each story they say has a moral you know
For Trumpty t’s this; you’ll reap what you sow
All of your hatred big talk and your scorn
Is just like hot air out of a horn.
Mexico’s not going to pay for a wall
U.S. taxpayers will be taking the fall.
You’re a liar, a cheat, a con and a fraud
Your Executive Orders just leave us appalled.
And talking of speaking what’s with that weird voice
You use when talking to people of choice
And your hands they make gestures like pictures in air
You do it while standing or when in a chair
By the way I should mention you’re putting on weight
I suggest that you diet before it’s too late
You’ll get even rounder like Humpty the egg
Before you know it we won’t see your legs
The White House will buzz with a lowered hum
Have you seen Humpty our low down bum?
And then without laughing and all mouths agape
They’ll look in the room that matches your shape
There they might find you tweeting your witch
It’s dark in here, where is the switch?
It’s time to bring this rant to an end
I only wish Trumpty that you had a friend
Who would counsel you well with a hand on your back
To stop you from errors and get you on track!
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So-Called
SO-CALLED
So-called President Humpty Trumpty
And his White House hacks
Prefer their brand of truth these days
Known as alternative Facts.
Every last man a liar and the Conway woman too
Make up stuff as they go along
Which they publicly like to spew
The distinction between the truth and their lies
Is lost on the alt-right moron who buys
Into Trumpty’s ideological game
Like me or else I’ll tweet to defame.
I’ll say nasty things all over the place
Lots of things, I can’t say to your face.
If you still don’t like me you’ll force me to sue
Along with the others I’ll get even with you
But just in case you don’t know the rules
Here’s the plan cooked up by my fools
Perish the truth and freedom as well
Fascism will bloom like the fires in hell.
I’m the new leader, commander in chief
My Generals just yes-men Oh what a relief.
I like this dance to the tune they call power
Better than chasing girls in my tower.
Switch off the lights and don’t leave the fan on
Where’s my court jester the so-called Bannon?
He’s down in the cellar drinking again
He does that they say because he’s ashamed
Of all the hatred he spouts on the right
Day after day and night after night.
So Trumpty you’re so-called and that is all
Preach that to your so-called crowds on the mall
Who you claimed showed up to see you sworn in.
If truth be said the mob was quite thin.
And one final word, we’re all at a loss
The so-called appointment of Betsy DeVos
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Humpty Trumpty – how do I not love thee?
Humpty Trumpty, how do I not love thee? Let me count the ways:
A is for abide you; that I simply cannot do.
B is for Bullying and your constant threats to sue.
C is for Con Man of that there is no doubt.
D is for the dread, you are spreading all about!
E is for entertainer, of the dupes at all your rallies
F is for frightening, the word’s right up your alley
G is for gullible, the voters that you conned.
H is for honesty a trait you have not donned
I is for Intelligence, the people you ignore
J is for Julian, the jerk that you adore.
K is for Kremlin, you know all about this place
L is for the many lies, you tell them with bare face
M is for mess, you’ll lead us in the mire
N is for your neediness and praises from the choir
O is for odious and the decency that you’re lacking
P is R in Russian, who helped you with their hacking.
Q the question about tax returns you won’t show.
R is ‘R Vladimir who sets your heart aglow.
S is for sick-dog you are a sexist boor
T is for Trump a name we will abhor.
U is for University where you cheat people of their cash
V is for vengefulness, along with teeth that gnash.
W is for the wall of which you daily spout
X is for exit, you’ll impeach your own way out.
Y is the Yes-men in the Kakistocratic pool
Z is for the zero rating because you are such a fool.
Counting up, now let me see, that’s twenty-six in all
I wonder how long you’ll last in the house upon the Mall.
You’ll be sluiced away just like trash,
When washing down our streets;
No more Trumpty spouting off and then, an end to nasty tweets.
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Trumpty are you a buffoon
HUMPTY TRUMPTY WORLD CLASS BUFOON
Humpty Trumpty’s a piece of work
Simply put though, he’s just a jerk.
A disrespectful and belligerent oaf
It’s said he’s a few slices short of a loaf.
The world is on edge, the edge of our seat
Just wondering what’ll be his next tweet.
Telling us all that NATO is wrong.
Perhaps Putin taught him this poor Russian song?
How long before he takes us to war?
Not before we have shown him the door.
Be off you scoundrel, monger of power,
Go back where you came from your gold-plated tower.
You’ve surrounded yourself with yes-men too
None renowned for exceptional IQ.
They all came running when you started your hollers.
Mainly because they’d all paid their dollars.
I think you called it “pay-to-Play”.
The things that you’ve said just don’t go away.
We have it on film and we have it in sound
Like karma it’ll just keep coming around.
You can’t grab women whenever you please
When that becomes normal, all hell will freeze.
On Friday the 20th he’ll get sworn- in
Then start his walk on ice that is thin.
Sadly we’ve become a laughing stock
All over the world they’re beginning to mock.
Ringling Brothers is shutting down
It seems we are stuck with a left-over clown.
Trumpty it’s time, we’ve all had enough
Life in the White House is going to be rough.
Only with lies you’ve made your way through
And now that you’re there what will you do?
Continue to disparage the CIA
And get your info from Julian A.
From here it looks like a very bad ‘toon
Trumpty are you a world-class buffoon?
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Egg sandwiches for tea
Humpty Trumpty wanted a wall
But first he planned his inaugural ball
Not many accepted his command to be there
None of them seemed to want to share
In a dubious victory so full of doubt
Russians all over, just rushing about.
Hacking e-mails and sneaking a peek
At matters quite private of which we don’t speak.
Of course he denies it; says it’s a lie
Trumpty will soon gobble the American pie.
His cabinet of billionaires oh yes and there’s more
Millionaires too because he considers them poor.
Let’s see; classless, mean, a vindictive bully
These titles will help to understand him fully.
He suckered us all with fraud and his con
Tweets with which we were showered upon
But Trumpty’s a liar, he can lie in his sleep
And gullible folk will follow like so many sheep.
Guns are important but he doesn’t shoot
The second amendment, the point is moot.
Trumpty doesn’t like his intelligence pals
He’d rather hang out with Hot Russian gals
Putin got tired of dolls he said “Stuff it”
I want a president to act as my puppet.
If I pull the string will he be sweet?
And go off half-cocked with an irrational tweet.
Chaos is what Putin wants to foment
But Trumpty does not believe that’s his intent.
Trumpty is naïve and not worldly wise
He views the world with a newborn’s eyes.
In God We Trust a national motto
But with Trumpty I think we are playing the Lotto.
I hope he’ll learn and quickly at that
He’s no longer the man in the stupid red hat
It’s serious business he’s involved in now
No chance to mutter the words Holy Cow.
I hope too he’ll abandon his wall
A racist monument bound to appall
Even the stoutest Republican soul.
We’ve reached a point where enough is enough
The time where Dems start to get tough.
Now is the time for that rallying call.
Trumpty climb down, we don’t need a wall.
What would happen if you should fall?
There’s a good chance you will fall on your face
At that’s the moment you’ll lose your Ace.
All the King’s horses and the GOP
Will have to eat egg sandwiches for tea!
Fa - the Green Dragon 
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