No Kings

Oligarchal Kings

are here to clip your wings

to tell you how to pray

what to feel and what to say

what to teach and who to love

who to push and who to shove

to curb your speech and cuff your hands

to make you kneel or make you stand

to make you see and make you hear

to make you stay or disappear

Oligarchal kings

are here to clip your wings

strip the marrow from your bones

make you bow before the throne

control the information flow

on what to learn and what to know

to kill the spirit of the free

to kill the truth of you and me

The oligarchs and kings

are here to clip your wings

Tipping Point

A squeaky tank rolling
embarrasses Donny
Israeli aggression
all flexy and brawny

Assassin in Sota
a lawmaker dead
Handcuffs and facemasks
and ICE in our bed

Elon says Donny
and Epstein
were besties
Donny says Elon
is overly testy

Tucker warns Donny
about going to war
While Benny and Donny
keep settling scores

Tulsi tells Donny
The nuke story’s bullshit
Donny tells Gabbard
to get off her pulpit

Padilla gets bullied
and pushed to the floor
Cosplaying Himmler,
Noem shows him the door

Don asks the G8
why Putin is missing
The G8 tells Donny
to stop the ass kissing

Donny gets angry
and leaves in a huff
When will we say that
Enough is Enough?

Blue Speck

Earth

the floating stone

we call our own

the blue spot argonaut

the snag in the wool of gravity’s pull

sustained by the grace

of the perfectly placed

Life

the spark in the dark

of the protozoa ark

biding its time

on destiny’s dime

stuck at the Stop and Go

of the never know

Unpropelled and single-celled

with no map or design

or intervention divine

mad as a hatter

and twice as sublime

The lone chromosome at

the slim-chance dance

of happenstance

For billions of years

we hobnobbed

in murky Jurassic tide pools

and heated ocean vents

above us

scalene shadows

of pterodactyl’s gliding

their featherless wings

warmed by a thuggish sun

the emergence beckoning

of our divergent reckoning

to that unguided moment

when we planted

a finned foot with no input

on the iffy shores of dinosaurs

tilting our thin-lipped

reptilian face towards

that acid-orange sky

Arrival survival

pockets of luck

worried, we scurried

from out of the muck

we crawled on our belly

for millions of years

dodging extinction

overcoming our fears

turning our backs

on oceans and seas

crisscrossing the plains

and carousing in trees

time shoved us along

without out any say

so, along we all went,

slowly making our way

Now look at us,

we’re a civilized mess

in the land of the more

we’ve never had less

Less kindness, compassion,

wisdom, and mirth

a desire for heaven

and disdain for the Earth

we guide planes into towers

and poison the air

we know what the fix is

but turn blindly to prayer

Danish Fatwas and papal decrees

we can’t reach the stars

when down on our knees

If we don’t break the chains

to the Gods we invented

if Batman’s and Banes

are the only incentive

then the fools will be ruled

by the vane and demented

Lame Skipper

Read to the tune of “Day Tripper” by the Beatles.

He’s good at treason
And turning it all inside out
He’s good at treason
And taking the easy way out, now

He is a lame skipper
A tariff-driven fool
It took us soooo long to find out
What he’s about

He’s a big teaser
“Let’s make America great”
He’s a truth squeezer
Gets us to tap into hate, now

He is a lame skipper
Putin’s puppet, yeah
It took us soooo long to find out
What he’s about

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Tried to please him
But he only gave us demands
Tried to please him
By always obeying commands, now

He is a lame skipper
A tariff-driven fool
It took us soooo long to find out
What he’s about

Lame skipper, yeah
Lame Skipper, yeah
Lame Skipper, yeah
Lame Skipper, yeah
Lame Skipper

The Yellow Tangerine

Sing to the cadence of “Yellow Submarine” by the Beatles.

In the town
where I was born
lived a boy
of wealth and greed

and his dad
was full of scorn
at his mediocrity

The child failed
in many ways
and wasn’t liked
by anyone

Dodged the draft
and spent his days
trying to shaft
the moon and sun

Now . .

We all know
he’s a yellow tangerine
yellow tangerine,
yellow tangerine

We all know
he’s a yellow tangerine
yellow tangerine
yellow tangerine

Russia knew
his debt had grown
So, they groomed the tangerine
and they threw
this Don a bone
To help him beat
ole Hillary

Now . . .

We all live
in a Donald Trump regime
a Donald Trump regime
a Donald Trump regime

We all live
in a Donald Trump regime
a Donald Trump regime
a Donald Trump regime

Bezos, Musk,
and Lindsay Graham
Zuckerberg
and Taylor Green

create the grift
inside the scam
that’s getting more
and more obscene

Now . . .

We all live
in a Donald Trump regime
a Donald Trump regime
a Donald Trump regime

We all live
in a Donald Trump regime
a Donald Trump regime
a Donald Trump regime

Epstein’s list
of pedophiles
is of course a great concern

that is why
the Tangerine
wants the congress to adjourn

He’s a crook
and fascist thug
a narcissist extraordinaire

But to some
he is a drug to help them deal
with their despair

So . .

We all live
in a Donald Trump regime
a Donald Trump regime
a Donald Trump regime

We all live
in a Donald Trump regime
a Donald Trump regime
a Donald Trump regime

Donny the Goon

Read loosely to the tune of “Rocky Racoon” by the Beatles

On a staircase of gold
braggadocious and bold
Is where all this nonsense
got started


Make America Great
tapped into our hate
and our union
became the departed

Donny the Goon, was grabbing some poon
(one day he would find he was libel)


Donny had come equipped with a tongue
giving new names to his rivals


His rivals would cringe
at the lunatic fringe
That made up a 3rd of the nation
The country was ill
and so lacking in skill
that they leaned
into hate escalation

When Don and his team
were picking up steam
A virus caused a big slowdown
Donny came in
a grift in a grin
He said, “COVID’s ain’t shit
it’s a hoedown”

The nation got smart
decided to part
And Donny went back to Mar Lago

When Donny got beat
he took to the street
and congress
collapsed in the corner
Since Donny’s come back
he’s been on the attack
Blaming our woes
on the foreigner

With tariffs and threats
to Greenland and vets
America’s dead
and we mourn her

When Donny the Goon
an orange buffoon
sits at the helm of a nation
The nation will rot
at the end of a knot
That’s a lot worse
than inflation
Yeah, yeah

Russian to Ride

Sing to the tune of “Ticket to Ride” by The Beatles

I think we’re gonna be had
I think it’s today, yeah
The guy that’s driving us mad
Ain’t going away

He’s got a Russian to ride
He’s got a Russian to ride
He’s got a Russian to ride
So, he don’t care

He said that tariffs will be
they’re bringing us down, yeah
And we will never be free
when he is around

He’s got a Russian to ride
He’s got a Russian to ride
He’s got a Russian to ride
so, he don’t care

We used to be a nation of laws
The constitution
used to be alright by me
But now we got this guy and his flaws
He wants us living
under an autocracy

I think we’re gonna be had
I think it’s today, yeah
The guy that’s driving us mad
Ain’t going away

He’s got a Russian to ride
He’s got a Russian to ride
He’s got a Russian to ride
so, he don’t care

We used to be a nation of laws
The constitution
used to do alright by me
But now we got this guy and his flaws
He wants us living
under an autocracy

This was the land of the free
’till he came around, yeah
And all the hypocrisy
it’s bringing me down, yeah

He’s got a Russian to ride
He’s got a Russian to ride
He’s got a Russian to ride
so, he don’t care

That Donny don’t care
That Donny don’t care
That Donny don’t care
That Daddy don’t care
That Donny don’t care

Donny Paints the Sky in Sorrow

Sing to the tune of “Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds” by the Beatles

Picture a man with some bloat on his liver
with raked yellow hair and marmalade thighs
He steps to the mic and opens his pie-hole
this man with blue pinholes for eyes

White MAGA letters on foreheads and tees
Flow in a sea of blood red
Look for the hope and the sun in the sky
And it’s gone

Donny paints the sky in sorrow
Donny paints the sky in sorrow
Donny paints the sky in sorrow, ahh

Follow him down to a fridge in the basement
Where sweet chocolate sundaes are in full supply
Everyone screams as he gets in the shower
With swastika shampoo and pie

Bullet-proof limos appear on the shore
Waiting to take him away
Climbs in the back and he waves at the crowds
And he’s gone

Donny paints the sky in sorrow
Donny paints the sky in sorrow
Donny paints the sky in sorrow, ahh

For the Benefit of Vladimir

Sing to the tune of Being for the Benefit of Mr. Kite by the Beatles

For the benefit of Vladimir
A sourpuss that’s insincere, a criminal
JD and Trump will kiss his ass to lend support for his morass
is seminal.
Soldier men and forces, bombs and bosses,
Jumping through a hog’s head of real fire.
with a sneer Vladimir will challenge the world!

Inebriated Vladimir
lays down a beat on Saturday, at Ukraine’s gate.
A Russian Bear will dance and sing
As Rubio bows to a King, a coward’s fate
Mess’rs P. and T. assure the public
their protection will be lesser than none.
and of course, NATO the Horse, dances alone

The bombs begin at ten to six
When Vladimir performs his tricks without a sound
And Mister T. will demonstrate
There’re things he can’t resuscitate from underground
Having stuck the knife with devastation
A bloody time is guaranteed for all
And tonight, Vladimer is having a ball

He Throws Due Process Out the Window

Sing to the tune of “She Came in through the Bathroom Window” by the Beatles

He throws due process out the window

kidnapping people on the street

Sec Defense Pete said he didn’t know

about Signal App security

Didn’t anybody tell us?

Didn’t anybody see?

Trump’s a dirty rotten scoundrel

with morons in proximity

He claims to always have the answer

he’s golfing every single day

to the nation’s chances he’s a cancer

and three-term Don won’t go away

Bobby Junior’s a vax denier

He’s making money off his claims

He shovels coal into the fire

To fuel the anti-science train

Didn’t anybody tell us?

Didn’t anybody see?

Trump‘s a dirty rotten scoundrel

with morons in proximity

The Chinese cat we tried to declaw 

is more resilient than he showed

We can’t get off the tariff seesaw

consumer confidence erodes

Didn’t anybody tell us?

Didn’t anybody see?

Trump‘s a dirty rotten scoundrel

with morons in proximity