Wuthering Weiners

Wuthering Weiners

    Since when has an actual roasting of a weiner become political fodder for the royalist of conspiracy spin political potters to use for molding a political sculpture at the expense again of someone regarding and involving the security of the country?!? The hot dog about to be roasted obviously has a serious ego aka addiction to sexting problem that has now interfered with his soon to be closed case of a marriage. I highly doubt the weiner in question was handling classified information since he was too damned busy handling his johnson.

    C’mon Trumpy Stumpy, let’s quit playing games w/our hearts. Remember how just several days back you were apologetically fake ass sorry for hurting anyone with the shit you say? You have now at the expense of two others in grief prior to this & are now equating a hot dog of a marital crash with an issue of national security. I honestly feel for her. Huma Abedin has asked for privacy at this time, but since the Donald has seized his I will win at all costs claws into their story he will beat that octopus to death on a rock. She has been with HRC for 20 years. Which is probably longer than any of your multiple marriages have lasted. You have no kindness of heart let alone class.

     You used Dwayne Wade’s tragic loss of his cousin, Nykea Aldridge, mother of four, posting your vote for me plea on Twitter. Than took it back for a spell check, re-posted it, keeping the vote for me plea over the weekend and that was the lowest of the lowest and we all know it. Please note that YOU are now the one that is pandering for the votes that YOU accused the establishment of doing earlier on when your mouth runneth and spilleth over. By the way maybe you should mention that mouth problem of yours to your attending physician. Good call on your own actions now wouldn’t you say? IF anybody is a real dick out of all of this, it would have to be you. ALL hands on deck say I…

—©g.a.meeder, 2016®

 

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The Late Bloomer of Summer’s Choir

The Late Bloomer of Summer’s Choir

the cicada’s late night

choir performances had

all but disappeared

until I heard the one strong drone

singing solo, alto in search of a lover

that will never come

made me weep for the late bloomer

—©g.a.meeder, 2016®

 

 

Word-Up

The other day on CNN they were still corn shuckin Trumpy’s words apart from his speech trying to pander to the African American voters. Hunnies Trumpy ain’t gonna do this right by anybody unless there is something in it for him. Because he knew how low the support percentage goes for him with your support. So why would he offer up some solutions or talk to people in their own neighborhoods that he drives through and by in his limos?!? And if he did offer up something than he would lose his mostly white, effinA, “N” bomb dropping supporters. He can’t afford to lose his base because his supporters will whine about DT implementing another type of affirmative action because he would be putting your needs ahead of theirs.And they got themselves a jealous bone, dontcha know? Now, see Trumpy works from that scratch my back I’ll scratch yours mentality and since many aren’t supporting him he can at least say, I tried but they wouldn’t listen…and since if you are anything like me once I get into that voting booth, and I had to screen touch that name on the ballot, say for instance by accident, they’d be calling out the National Guard on me, because that voting booth would be turned inside out, tore up, slam dunked to the ground, expletives would be invented, chairs would be a flying cross the room before they’d get that accidently cast vote for him, they would have to get ta me first and I can scale ceilings like gut-damned spiderman….That alleged apology from Donald Trumpy was like someone who doesn’t send thank you notes fer all the shot-gun weddin presents they got & one day they run into you on the street & stumble through chit chat with you and begin the phony, thanks for the weddin gift of assorted gravy bowls and you say yer welcome cause you didn’t give them one, you only came fer the weddin cake, fer the love of no white man, greedy bastards stole my land sakes. His regrettins are upsettin because, sorry seems to be the hardest word. So how does that curdle the milk in yer cheerios today?—©g.a.meeder,2016®

 

 

 

 

 

 

Out For A Spin

Out For A Spin

up a hill brimmed hats

bounce in the sun drenched bridge of

green leaved shaded trees

a young boy spins round to see

who’s that, follows behind me?

—©g.a.meeder, 2016®