Tall City Girl prompted me to pursue poetry after my quip “Grovel for the Gavel” about the R’s Speaker’s race circus…so here it is:
GROVEL for the GAVEL
A flurry of flubulous fools,
Laughably looking for leadership.
They’ve abandoned the regular rules,
Shamelessly seeking the Speakership.
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This riotous rabble and their blubbering babble,
Whose hollow heads rattle in their bumbling battle
— As they grovel for the gavel !
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Sadly, they strive to seem serious
While they harass, intimidate, and threaten;
But, they’re absolutely ridiculous,
Wildly wielding their not-quite-secret weapon.
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They’re big on the gamble, too haphazard to handle;
So let the liars all haggle, and the contenders all scramble
— As they grovel for the gavel !
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These traitors truly are treasonous,
And their goons are grossly inept;
Their politics are pathetic and poisonous,
Their boorish behavior as bad as it gets!
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This goose-stepping gaggle relentlessly rambles,
As the crime-family cabal continues to unravel
— As they grovel for the gavel !
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Now acting decidedly delirious,
Rationality and reason upset them;
Such crass, crazy antics should worry us —
They’ll burn it all down if we let them!
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Too timid to tackle the Tramp in the saddle,
Who herds them like cattle — we’re gonna get trampled!
— As they grovel for the gavel !
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WarrenPease. 10.22.23