Angry little poem for today: Uninspired

Uninspired

Ain’t feeling much inspired today
Ain’t feeling much at all
Wouldn’t call it writer’s block
More of a border wall

Yeah, a wall should work just fine
Like in China, Berlin or Troy
History shows they never fail
Bring only peace and joy

Maybe if we dump the bunch
Drown out the vicious sound
Maybe like old Jericho
The walls could tumble down

If we listen honestly
Not a Trump, but a trumpet call
Singing building bridges
So much better than a wall

An angry little poem-cartoon-thingy: Transitive Suppository

(Allowing a moment of whining then moving on.)

Preamble

The new boss acts consultative
To consume cash creative
While agile with caring
Still has old-school moves

innovate
collaborate
standup straight
go team

Just a business decision
Just another reorg
We’re just moving forward
So out the backdoor

Thanks for the service
But you didn’t make the cut
There’s strings on that severance
So keep those mouths shut

So understand my feelings
To me you’re just a mob
I’m really not some asshole
Just trying to do my job

Transitive Suppository

acting like an
asshole
makes one
an asshole

it’s just a definition
asshole

Infamous Last Words – an Angry Two Sentence Story

“We don’t need no damn government socialist healthcare or free fucking food or anything else,” he repeatedly declared right up to the moment his philosophy and body simultaneously failed. Apparently, one can die of stupidity.

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