[RCL]

Four for the Fourth

We always watch bright fireworks
that our country shares,
but Trump’s inflammatory quirks
sparked China’s No rockets’ red glares!

[Edmund Conti]

Roman Candles

Pucci,
Gucci
and Grucci.

[RCL]

Thanks, Ed.

And will Donald do the hoochie coochie to the Grucci fireworks this fourth? It’s his masturbation celebration for his White Supremacist nation.

[Edmund Conti]

Praying for rain.

[Edmund Conti]

Acid Rain

The rain has me dismayed.
It pours and pours and pours.
Why does it rain on my parade?
Why won’t it rain on yours?

[Brian Allgar]

Remembering our gallant War of Independence aviators

My tanks make the day, though it rains and it rains,
But where is my fly-by? I’m very distressed;
I said there should be Revolutionary planes,
But them DoD traitors turned down my request.

[Douglas G. Brown]

Whose woods are these ? I think I know;
He's domiciled in Buffalo.
But in July, I'm pretty damn sure
He rents a cabin in New Hampshire.

[Jim Hayes]

Oh dear,
Mr Trump,
the British Ambassador called you a chump.

And inept
and deceptive-
who knew Her Majesty’s envoy could be so perceptive?


Though true
we know,
it’s a totally unacceptable diplomatic no-go.

Do not
be afraid Sir,
the Conservative Party will come to your aid Sir.

And with Boris
in charge
will appoint the oleaginous Sir Nigel Farage

[Brian Allgar]

A good one, Jim. "The oleaginous Sir Nigel Farage" is particularly and horribly good, although I hope it will remain merely a poetic fantasy.