Double AA Rated!

The group's anonymous
And with drunks synonymous
Its truth ain't Bosch 
More like Heironomous! 
 It is however quite eponymous
Nevertheless quite hard upon us!

We tell our truth 
Like biblical Ruth
Past ways uncouth 
Forsaken forsooth!

Forever more and a day
All I have to say
Drunk's not worth it to stay
But such a monster to slay!

Once truth was a lie
That was ever so sly
Life rife in a pig stye
No sense in the bye and bye!

A dangerous cult
Was this the result?
Our being in tumult
Like a figurine of Hummoldt!

To the voice of reason
We do surrender
It's absolute treason
To our drinking season!

Internalized hate
Out on a date
The sex was great
We could not wait
Her ass to rate
As a possible mate!

Such rules are for fools
And not new tools
And a serious criticism
Of our dubious whiticism!

Such screwed up ways
In a moral haze
Nevermore the daze
Booze on us preys.
Many a heart stays 
Till the end of days! 

The Easier Softer Way!

A group anonomous
That hates is synonomous
With a lot of bosch
That ain't Hieronymus!

It is however
Quite eponomous
And nevertheless 
Hard as hell upon us.

So we tell the truth
Like a biblical Ruth
About its ways uncouth
That we sought forsooth.

Forever more and a day
Its all that I have to say
That it's not worth it to stay 
And this dragon not slay!

Its "truth" is a lie
That's ever so sly
And its morals campaign
A perfect pig stye!

A dangerous cult
Is the end result
Of its being in tumolt
Like the figurines of Hummoldt!   

It speaks of surrender 
To the force of unreason
Which is literal treason
To logic in such a season.

To internalize one's hate
Seems very out of date
Except in this state
Of the forever un-great
Who can not wait
To blacken your slate
And your soul to rate!

Their leaders are fools
And just willing tools
To skiffle all witticism
That offers up criticism! 

Of their screwed up ways
In their moral haze-
Nevermore the days
On me that it preys!  
 
 

"The Donald"

Donald Duck
Is full of muck
A you know what-
He can go and suck!

A no-trump hand
That's in command
Will give the guy 
A reprimand.

Lewd and crued
Or just plain screwed?
With a rug on his head
And a bimbo in his bed
That he'll never ever wed!
Enough said!

A tramp like Trump
Can kiss my rump
His babes he'll pump 
Then quickly dump!

A bully and a thug
Who wears a rug
Babies he'll hug
So he can play
With their bug!

A real estate mogul
Whose a political mongrel
And like Genghis Kahn
A real estate Mongol!

It's the world
He may mangle
Given his angle
But this nation at best
May be his sole quest!

The great Trump name
Is a mark of shame
On a nation that'll be
Never again the same,
Until this Beast is
Finally made tame!

This culture of fame
In Rome was the same
Until J.C. came-
The Beast to blame. 



Author/poet's youtube reading-
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KTEG48Gt4lk