Flammeus Gladius

Carmina et Verba pro Discipulis Meis

Month: June, 2018

Conversation

Conversation

When in doubt, they will make conversation
Past the point of polite toleration.
Will you listen? You will!
Hey, you’re listening still
To their last load of empty oration!

–Tom Riley

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Mark’s Math

Mark’s Math

His math’s shaky – but, hey, he’s not dumb!
Math is bullshit – and so wearisome!
Why abuse his wise wits
For the sake of math? It’s
An invention of Christianist scum!

–Tom Riley

Auntie Maxine and the Blue Wave

Auntie Maxine and the Blue Wave

Maxine Waters? Abysmal IQ
Makes her urge other morons to do
What will not help their cause.
I respond with guffaws.
The wave brought about thus won’t be blue.

–Tom Riley

Long, Hot Summer

Long, Hot Summer

Justice Kennedy set to retire.
New obstruction is what we desire—
And destruction our means.
Order doesn’t mean beans.
Summer promises turmoil and fire.

–Tom Riley

Way of All Flesh

The Way of All Flesh

Since we live in mortality’s sphere,
Justices in the end disappear.
So with Kennedy, guys.
Apatheia is wise—
But you scream. Your disaster is here.

–Tom Riley

Tired of It Yet?

Tired of It Yet?

Despite roundly-condemned Twitter sins,
Despite frightful, unbearable grins
That make talking heads spit—
Yes, despite all of it—
The Supreme Court has ruled, and Trump wins!

–Tom Riley

¡Alexandria!

¡Alexandria!

A millennial socialist wins!
Democratic pols lose their wide grins.
Common sense is no more—
And consensus a bore.
The Establishment pays for its sins.

–Tom Riley

New Face of the Democrat Party

The New Face of the Democrat Party

The old Democrat face looked like crap—
But for good looks I’ve long been a sap.
This new leftist’s patoot
Is incredibly cute.
Señorita, come sit on my lap!

–Tom Riley

(Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez defeats Joe Crowley.)

Improvement Impossible

Improvement Impossible

“Hey, his stuff would be good if he’d edit!”
So you’ve said. Can’t believe that you said it.
His stuff’s weak, false, and dumb—
And, of course, wearisome.
The Lord damned it the instant you read it.

–Tom Riley

Get Me What I Crave

Get Me What I Crave

“Is it water you crave?” Has to be.
Dehydration is torturing me
More than you, sir, can know.
Yes, I need H2O—
But to whisky I’d swiftly agree.

–Tom Riley