Dislocation
It happened in a place no voice can name,
A house whose outline grows distinct, then fades.
Perception there resists mere logic’s raids,
And certainty is something facts can’t tame.
It happened there – but happened all the same.
Specialists in oneiromantic trades
Will give the troubled witness lofty grades.
It happened, she can well and truly claim.
It’s never right to sneer: “Ah, just a dream.”
No! Dreams are truths uncannily restored.
They’re higher truths. The whole angelic team
Proclaims this rule with one elite accord.
Let be find its finale now in seem!
Such is the tale of Christine Blasey Ford.
–Tom Riley
Co-Perpetrators
Hey, witnesses are perpetrators, too!
Ask that dumb broad Rebecca Hamilton:
If you don’t buy her shit, then shame on you!
What? Baseless accusations right on cue?
Then vote the way we tell you, everyone!
Hey, witnesses are perpetrators, too—
So what they say is void! Please get a clue!
Rebecca’s phasers are not set on stun.
If you don’t buy her shit, then shame on you.
What leftist bitches screech is always true.
You cannot answer them: “Forget it, hon.”
Hey, witnesses are perpetrators, too!
They rape their helpless victims through and through.
Rebecca now will lecture us a ton.
If you don’t buy her shit, then shame on you!
Your inner state is red – and makes her blue.
She judges you for all your wicked fun.
Hey, witnesses are perpetrators, too!
If you don’t buy her shit, then shame on you!
–Tom Riley
(Planned Parenthood ally and bogus pro-lifer Rebecca Hamilton calls Kavanaugh’s witnesses “co-perpetrators.”)
Accusation Insurance
Can a nominee get to the Court?
Will the squishes maintain their support
When the Left frames bold lies?
Hey, perhaps it is wise
To be mad for the right to abort!
–Tom Riley
The Lesser Catamite
Who will do any shit for the sake
Of the Left? Well, God saw fit to take
From this world John McCain—
Who now suffers Hell’s pain.
For a while, though, the Left has Jeff Flake.
–Tom Riley