tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41324233289911314002024-02-08T08:57:39.891-08:00LYRICS OF A LOWBROWRhyming rants about people for whom I have little (or no) respect.
(With apologies to Robert W. Service - The Poet of the Yukon)JACK DEENEYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06205377773493081742noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4132423328991131400.post-41473471921396838512008-10-04T08:02:00.000-07:002008-10-04T11:05:55.134-07:00CONGRESS BAILS ITSELF OUT - or - RUBADUB DUB, THREE MEN IN A TUB<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" ><br />THE ALCHEMISTS OF KINGDOM COME</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">T</span>he alchemists in days of yore could not from lead lure golden ore.<br />Nor Icarus (if myths be facts) draw god-like wing from man-made wax.<br />And more, the fabled sow’s ear shaper could not pull off the silk purse caper.<br />But these who challenged nature’s rules were merely optimistic fools.<br />Their yearnings deep, their motives fair. They dared to dream. They dared to dare.<br />God-like was their vision bold - changing baser things to gold.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">C</span>ompare them, if you will, to some, the ALCHEMISTS OF KINGDOM COME.<br />These modern wizards’ larceny reversed the course of Alchemy.<br />The gold they found in FANNIE MAE (and FREDDIE MAC, it’s fair to say)<br />They quickly turned to worthless dross, excepting what they took, of course.<br />Who are these scoundrels? Who’s to blame? It’s evident from whence they came.<br />Some, (surprise!) were Bubba’s spawn, others from his Party drawn.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">T</span>he Democrats in Congress who, to push their Socialist agenda through,<br />Forced banks to give out mortgage loans to anyone with chromosomes<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">“Don’t ask about employment or inquire into credit score.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Just pass the money out so we can add to our constituency.”</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"Sub-prime, who cares, our Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac will save the day.”</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"Insure it all, repackage it. Let Wall Street ‘fat cats’ take the hit.”</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">B</span>ut, as happens in affairs of man, results don’t always follow plan.<br />At first things went the D.C. way; the money flow was used to pay<br />The Liberal Politicos and FRED and FANNIES CEOs.<br />The Democratic PACs got some, and Congress took and just played dumb.<br />They heard no evil, saw no wrong, could only hear the Siren’s Song.<br />Blocked all attempts at oversight, which, no surprise, came from the right.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">A</span>nd now, instead of prison walls, they still inhabit Congress’ halls.<br />They still get paid by all of us, still free to be felonious.<br />Free to pass a bailout plot, their ‘damn the public’ honey-pot.<br />And yet these charlatans complain, while riding on Obama’s train,<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"It’s Bush’s fault, the system’s broke, alleviate the workers’ yoke.”</span><br />If you believe their Manifesto, the Marx they worship ain’t named Groucho.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">NOTE: The three men referred to in the title really operate as one - Barney Franklin Raines Obama.</span></span><br /></div></div>JACK DEENEYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06205377773493081742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4132423328991131400.post-59837662454350876442008-05-24T19:39:00.000-07:002008-06-06T12:06:29.446-07:00YESTERDAY PEOPLE - THE 60'S CROWD (DEPENDS ON YOU)<p>I.<br />The 60's crowd – they had a ball -<br />When drugs and sex and self were all.<br />“Make love not war. We’re all for peace.”<br />(Except when fighting the Police).<br />“Get me some weed. Turn on, drop out.”<br />That’s what they were all about.<br />No moral compass, just inhale.<br />“Strive not and you can never fail.”</p><p><br />II.<br />“Religion? Not my cup of tea.<br />The only god I need is me.”<br />“There is no right. There is no wrong.<br />There’s only my next dollar bong.”<br />Their tie-dyed minds can only curse.<br />The police are pigs. Our soldiers worse.<br />What value is there in this bunch?<br />A generation out to lunch.<br /><br />III.<br />With Viet Nam they ran amok,<br />Forced Uncle Sam to run and duck.<br />They forced our winning side to fly<br />And let 3 million people die.<br />They tried an encore in Iraq<br />But couldn’t get their karma back.<br />So now, in desperation, they<br />Have one last chance to win the day.<br /><br />IV.<br />They must rely on Hillary<br />To try to save Bill’s legacy.<br />His legacy is also theirs –<br />They’re his immoralistic heirs.<br />Now, aging flower children, they<br />Are desperate for a quick replay.<br />Thus, demonstrating with their friends,<br />They march around in their Depends.<br /><br />V.<br />With signs aloft they vent their spleen,<br />Their slogans old, their shouts obscene.<br />America’s the devil’s spawn<br />And, "Damn the day George Bush was born!"<br />Katrina’s tears - the price of crude -<br />Rubble where Twin Towers stood -<br />"They’re all his fault and, looking back,<br />He lied to us about Iraq."<br /><br />VI.<br />Who are their heroes? Who their gods?<br />Who gets their bobble-headed nods?<br />Without a trace of self-reproach<br />They took Bill Clinton as their coach.<br />"If he can do it so can we."<br />Is their self-serving liturgy.<br />To all his sins they closed their eyes,<br />Held their noses, voted twice.<br /><br />VII.<br />They worship at the same old shrine<br />(The same old prayer, the same old whine),<br />That Evita Rodham Clinton will<br />Their socialistic dreams fulfill.<br />Her health care fiasco she’d repeat<br />Then lead our forces in retreat.<br />(My advice, just don’t get sick,<br />And learn to speak in Arabic.)<br /><br />VIII.<br />So, all of us, who love this land,<br />Who want America to stand<br />For honesty, for strength, for pride<br />Must throw these charlatans aside.<br />Lets do away, once and for all<br />With Clinton lies and Clinton gall.<br />And then, dear God, let us reclaim<br />Our country’s soul, our sacred flame.</p>JACK DEENEYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06205377773493081742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4132423328991131400.post-78335885662881056042008-05-24T19:02:00.000-07:002008-05-26T11:02:55.908-07:00YESTERDAY PEOPLE - THE CHAPPAQUA HILLARYBILLIES<div class="post-body entry-content"><p> I.<br />Twinkle, twinkle, little tart<br />At the White House, played her part.<br />Made the master moan and groan<br />While they played with each his own,<br />Just a weekend matinee.<br />But, ere Sunday morn gave way<br />She’d have to go 'cause he<br />Must go to church with Hillary.<br /><br /> II.<br />With trousers up and zipper done<br />He went to fetch his Number One.<br />Clutching fast their holy books,<br />Upon their pusses pious looks<br />Our king and queen to God's house went<br />(A summit meeting their intent?)<br />Only now and then they'd stop<br />For each self-righteous photo-op.<br /><br /> III.<br />The TV cameras caught each stride<br />The Lord and Lady sanctified.<br />He'd wave to subjects left and right<br />Exuding Messianic light.<br />While she, who made her devil's pact,<br />Made outward show, denied the fact<br />That she had chosen to forsake<br />Honor, truth for power's sake.<br /><br /> IV.<br />And lo, in Monday's New York Times,<br />The word rings forth like steeple chimes,<br />"Our leader's grand, our hopes endure:<br />He feels our pain, of that we're sure.<br />No matter what they say he's done<br />(What the hell, don't everyone?).<br />The market's up, what if he lied<br />Saint Hillary stays by his side".<br /><br /> V.<br />Who but Slick Willie could convince<br />The feminists that he's their prince?<br />He's pro-abortion, so that means<br />That he's allowed to drop his jeans.<br />Who promised all, delivered none.<br />Convinced the Blacks that he’s the one.<br />Became the first Black President<br />A living saint, a blest event.<br /><br /> VI.<br />And now that several years have flown<br />Saint Hillary would claim her own.<br />It’s now her due, her Faustian right,<br />To move back to the house that’s white.<br />(She certainly wants no repeat -<br />Eight years without the catbird seat.)<br />If she succeeds, it’s less than sure<br />That she’ll bring back the furniture.<br /><br /> VII.<br />In Arkansas they had their way<br />He taxed, he groped, she looked away.<br />The Little Rock to D.C. swing<br />Let them grab the golden ring.<br />The White House was their bag of tricks,<br />The Lincoln Bedroom - Motel Six,<br />The Oval Office private honey,<br />The Chinese laundering their money.<br /><br /> VIII.<br />Bush 1 left them an upward trend,<br />They blew the Gipper’s dividend<br />They cut our military forces back<br />Then willed Bush 2 a downward track.<br />Claimed success and off they rode<br />To their Chappaqua abode.<br />Tossing pardons left and right<br />To terrorists and crooks in flight.<br /><br /> IX.<br />She’d like to go where Bubba went<br />And win two terms as President.<br />(He won two times, but well to note,<br />That he got less than half the vote.)<br />He also got impeached and more,<br />He lied. And recently she swore,<br />That as a Senator she’d stay<br />A full six years. Well, who’s to say?<br /><br /> X.<br />Now that Clinton cash has mounted<br />(One hundred mill last time we counted),<br />More power is their only goal.<br />The Super Delegates must roll!<br />Damn the Party! Damn the day!<br />If they don’t win, there’s hell to pay.<br />Obama better watch his back<br />And Bill may even get the sack.</p> </div> <span class="post-author vcard"></span>JACK DEENEYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06205377773493081742noreply@blogger.com0