Hangman

Hangman

the only reason

there is on the planet earth

for her silence is

that she was giving him just

enough rope to hang himself.

—©g.a.meeder, 2016®

 

Shaking Things Up

Shakin Things Up…

That earthquake that registered 5.6 centering itself in Oklahoma sure was frisky being felt up by 7 states. Glad to hear there were no injuries. Ya’ll felt a little shook up, but ya’ll are okay. (Shelly and you know who you are give us a call so we know how you and family are.)

You know the more I think about it, the more I am thinking this gut-damned creepy Trumpy immigration plan, all it is is a ridiculous attempt at their version of a selective rapture on land. All those alleged Christian, gun toting bible believing I hate everybody, angry at that hair growing outta muh left nipple, mostly white people tried that shit when they took our land. So, please DO NOT VOTE TRUMP, we need to move forward not in some effed up subversive TRUMPLAND…I don’t want to wake up, find my neighbors and friends missing, plucked outta their beds and hauled away in trucks then loaded onto freight cars on a train headed ta who knows where land? I do not want to face Trump without them if he should get elected. I want a taco and an enchilada in each hand, dance on the table after a couple tequila rounds singing Viva La Mexico, in appreciation of those who work the jobs nobody else can…and the Hispanics that supported Trumpy, than absconded the sorry assed bastards. What were you thinking to begin with? Didn’t you read between the walls, I mean lines?!

And Trumpy goes to church, sounds like a learn to read book title doesn’t it? But Trumpy goes to church reading off a written script somebody else wrote taking credit for it, claiming that there are others who have not gone into African American communities, whining about divisiveness and than he goes off script to make sure he throws in a few more hot tamales at the Hispanic communities by saying they will be gone, opening up the job opportunities for the African American community. You know he claims that the Democrats have made African Americans dependent upon the government to keep their votes and yet what the hail is he doing? He is gonna play Hitler, throw out the illegals and call that cleaning up the mess. You wait and see if DT were to get elected he is gonna miscount the money w/that, “One fer you, two fer me,” kinda card cheating game player mentality that only the rich man plays because that IS how he is gonna keep it, “rich” CNN’S Carol Costello asked a Trumpineer how da Huge DT plans on paying for that wall. His response was classic. “He’ll find a way to finance it. He’s good at that.” With what? A bake sale? Just another day, another dolla still trying to get Donald Trump ta holla, banned, banned, banned that woman from his Twitterland.

—©g.a.meeder, 2016®

 

 

 

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®

 

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®

 

 

 

 

 

 

Grandstander by Default

Grandstander by Default

grandstanding is

what you do best

now you act as if

meeting with the NRA

you got the political bullets

to clean up this mess

and in some magical way

your actions will grant you

the presidency by default

because you think you got this

guess you will manipulate

your way or the highway

as always by

bully thrusting it in

one way or another

what makes you so special?

is it just because

you are who you are a

rich, fat cat, reality star?

you think?!?

—©g.a.meeder, 2016®

 

Say My Piece

Say My Piece

i ain’t gonna stop
saying my piece so
you can just
find another way
to disagree with me
because I got
my rights too
you ain’t pullin
your sheeps woolery
over me with
your tom foolery
you blind sided fool

—©g.a.meeder, 2016,®

Written in response to this comment posted to me on Twitter:

“@fireflywriter Yeah Dangerous to fucking little cunts like you Crawl back under your rock commie cunt. We will find you anyway Numbered days”

My Response back:

“Wow, I am shaking in me boots, that is if I owned a pair so,

NO, I ain’t scared of you sumbitches

yer grandmaw needs ta git a hold on you

and whoop yer britches…”

—©g.a.meeder, 2016,®

 

It Ain’t A Happenin…

It Ain’t A Happenin…

they bombard us with

hatred, racism speak

yet some concern themselves

moreso with their potty mouths

which will eventually

evaporate into a black hole

deep into the chasms of space

but some act as if they are saints

with claims, “I could never”

professing virginal ears

but their xenophobic tongues

hang like that third leg

tucked inside of their white

fresh linen underwear

with a stench that

permeates, strangling

the air we breathe

so pungently

when you realize

ain’t no way

that’s gonna happen

they can’t promise that

because leopards simply

cannot change their spots

and that is that…

—©g.a.meeder, 2016®