Going Along to Get Along

Going Along to Get Along

Democrats steal election – again.
It’s not nowadays just now and then.
No: it’s every damn time!
But the actual crime
Is Republicans’ saying amen.

–Tom Riley

Where’s His Motivation?

Where’s His Motivation?

It’s obvious that Merrick Garland punk
Got swirlied every now and then in school.
It wasn’t undeserved, but now the skunk
Is eager for revenge. He yanks his tool
And thinks that his Gestapo stuff is cool.
He has the FBI to back his play.
The strong once pissed him off. The weak must rule
Therefore. For Merrick, that’s the only way.
You’re normal? Then he means to make you pay
For knowing norms that he can never know.
When he expressed his heart, you said: “That’s gay.”
For you he’ll now put on a donkey show
Worse than the one Lloyd Austin has designed.
He’s always had your punishment in mind.

–Tom Riley

Clear Winner

Clear Winner

Fetterman the clear winner! In vain
Did Republican spokesmen complain
That his misshapen skull
Was a long way from full.
In this game, who the hell needs a brain?

–Tom Riley

¡No necesitamos a ningunos Democratas hediondos!

¡No necesitamos a ningunos Democratas hediondos!

You are a breakfast taco now, señor.
So says the ugly, shriveled White House witch,
Joe Biden’s nursemaid, formerly his whore.
Before dementia settled hard, the bitch
Would jump into the pool without a stitch—
And Joe would, too, while Secret Service guys
And girls got sick. Now Joe can only twitch,
And soil himself, and read pre-scripted lies.
The thing is, caballero: if you’re wise,
You’ll take the hint, and ditch this fucking ship,
Ignore the empty and self-serving cries
Of Bidens as they take their final dip,
And vote Republican. Be free, though sad!
Republicans suck, too, but not so bad.

–Tom Riley

Sing a New Song unto the Fraud

Sing a New Song unto the Fraud

“I’m the first of first ladies, you see—
And I need a new song, just for me.
As the star of my show,
I exceed Jackie O!”
So says Dr. Jill Biden, Ed.D.

–Tom Riley

Reflections on the January 6 Commission

Reflections on the January 6 Commission

Peons, please keep in mind: your homes, your stores,
Your main streets are not sacred. Not at all.
Media propagandists, pundits, whores
May, at the slightest provocation, call
Down chaos on your heads. What might befall
Will be no worry then. Lose everything
In Podunk! Congresscreeps will still stand tall—
And how their fresh ambitions will take wing!
Trespass upon the Congress, though, and bring
Your infantile concerns toward where they dwell–
Your rulers, prouder far than any king–
And they will damn your peasant butts to hell.
Their slaves will shoot you down, though you’re unarmed.
Those fucking Congresscunts must not be harmed.

–Tom Riley

Spin

Spin

Ask the pundits! Hey: they never lie!
Biden’s really one hell of a guy:
Competent – and admired.
He’s done all that’s required.
His low numbers are actually high.

–Tom Riley

BBB

BBB

“Build Back Better” fell flat on its face.
Is it sadness I feel? Not a trace!
Mr. Manchin did well.
Biden: you go to Hell!
I am sure they’re reserving a place.

–Tom Riley

De Filiis Sancti Marii Pii

De Filiis Sancti Marii Pii

The Cuomo way amounts to molestation.
What sons St. Mario both sired and reared!
His sly abortion stance brought elevation.
The Cuomo way amounts to molestation,
Not theological sophistication.
The virtuous façade has disappeared.
The Cuomo way amounts to molestation.
What sons St. Mario both sired and reared!

–Tom Riley

A Cuomo Family Christmas

A Cuomo Family Christmas

Ain’t no staffers this year to molest.
Crazy ruler and CNN pest:
Each has lost his position—
But we’ll hear no contrition.
And their bluster? Hey, give it a rest!

–Tom Riley