Flammeus Gladius

Carmina et Verba pro Discipulis Meis

Trending

Trending

 

 

He is trending again — and ascending
in the numerous polls now attending
to his papal career.
Plus, it’s painfully clear
that he really is pleased to be trending.

 

 

–Tom Riley

Vincimus

Vincimus

 

 

Hey, we won! Let our joy be sincere!
Victory is a value held dear
in our small, simple hearts.
Let’s consult, though, our smarts:
what the prize is remains far from clear.

 

 

–Tom Riley

Honor and Distinction

Honor and Distinction

 

 

“With distinction and honor did Bowe
serve his country,” Frau Rice let us know.
Oh, believe me: I heard her.
Now we’ve got a deserter.
Where the hell did her fine soldier go?

 

 

–Tom Riley

Unladylike

Unladylike

 

 

Yes, Miss Smile: truth can truly compel.
Oh, yes: ladies I ought to treat well.
But your own case is shady.
I ask: are you a lady–
or a hideous harpy from Hell?

 

 

–Tom Riley

Deserter

Deserter

 

 

Loser went and abandoned his post.
If another guy gave up the ghost
because “Bowe” wasn’t there,
oh, well, why should he care?
That’s the soldier Obama loved most.

 

 

–Tom Riley

Smarter

Smarter

 

 

“The stupid arguments I meant to make
were smarter than the ones that you just heard.
I tell you solemnly. Make no mistake:
the stupid arguments I meant to make
would have convinced you. Thus, for mercy’s sake,
you ought to be convinced of the absurd.
The stupid arguments I meant to make
were smarter than the ones that you just heard.”

 

 

–Tom Riley

Floral Fight

Floral Fight

 

 

Michelle fought with the florist – and won!
What the florist had wrought was undone
at the First Frau’s command.
Can’t you fools understand?
Whipping slaves is incredible fun!

 

 

–Tom Riley

Scamps

Scamps

 

 

Crying, “Death to America,” they
are just kidding, the scamps! We shall play
right along. Ah, what fun!
Evil schemes? They have none.
Give them nukes and they’ll prove it someday.

 

 

–Tom Riley

Unrecorded

Unrecorded

 

 

Works of genius that go unrecorded
are by absent gods jealously hoarded–
for the void loves its kin,
lets them easily in.
By non-entity they are rewarded.

 

 

–Tom Riley

Viewpoints

Viewpoints

 

 

He learned to have another point of view–
and, very soon, another after that.
He saw things more than frequently anew.
He felt for rodents when he smelt a rat.
Pretending he was not an autocrat,
he deferred to imaginary guys
in his own head — and every wailing brat
found him at last more generous than wise.
“The rule of thumb,” he told himself, “applies
to every blunted finger on the hand.
Infected with itself, the left foot cries
out to the stomach, winning its demand
by furious persistence — as it should.
I view the chaos — and I call it good.”

 

 

–Tom Riley

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