Pack Of Lies

Pack of Lies

i had written the book

cover to cover on

the philosophy

with enough hard work in life

you could achieve anything

but it’s high time

to close that damned book

on American dreams

toss that poorly written

over rehearsed book

into that heap known as

file thirteen

because it’s nothing

but a pack of damned lies

and who would know

the storyline better

than the author

who never once

saw it come true

before her very eyes?

—©g.a.meeder, 2017®

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®

 

 

 

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®