A wise man said back in the days When wisdom was well-paid “You never want to see the way That sausages are made” The meat that’s ground The spice that’s used The way the casings burst Pray you never witness The worst things about wurst It’s also said of movies Please...
The complete collection
Every poem,
every occasion.
What’s in a Word
Ask Montagues or Capulets They’ll tell you (to their shame) In romance or in politics It’s all about the name A rose by any other name Would smell as sweet she said A deep misunderstanding Which then left both lovers dead “The Word” it has been argued Is the breath of...
It’s MY Party
As we lead up to elections Which this season could be stinging I’ll bet my bottom dollar That my cell phone will be ringing Through my iPhone and my landline I expect solicitations Focused on securing Some political donations Hello, the voice will greet me With...
What A Week
Some weeks are like my beat-up car With topics by the dent-full But seldom have I seen a week That’s been so uneventful A diary displayed the risks Of document retention But in the mainstream media It barely got a mention We tuned into the Senate For the insight it...
Politics Means Never Having to Say You’re Sorry
He used to be a NAZI
But now that problem’s solved
He’s standing here to tell you
His positions have evolved
Exeunt Omnes
I’ve lived through 8 pontificates
7 are now dead
This is the first encyclical
That I have ever read
Wrong
There was a UN document
Called RCP eight-five
That said the changing climate
Would roast everything alive
Memorial Day
In a week when it’s apparent
That there’s so much light at stake
In your liberties and lives
And in decisions you can make
No, Virginia…
A little girl asked sweetly
So many years ago
“If I read it in the paper, dad
Is it really so?”
Boomers, Ho!
I went to buy some golf clubs
But found it so bizarre
The price to buy a driver
Was the same as my first car
We Do This Every Sunday (with thanks to Bishop Barron)
We do this every Sunday
We gather and we pray
And though this may surprise you
Some do it every day
Happy Holidays?
My favorite month was February
When I was a kid
We had two separate holidays for Presidents
We did.
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