Expert Predictions

Expert Predictions

“The Zelensky offensive will win!”
So our experts predict with a grin.
Their conviction sounds strong.
“Have we ever been wrong?
List the times!” I can’t even begin.

–Tom Riley

Techn-O-Kay

Techn-O-Kay

I’ve adjusted to modern technology.
I need offer no Luddite apology.
I am fine, digit-wise.
I reach virtual skies–
though that doesn’t quite fit my theology.

–Tom Riley

Zaluzhny’s Survival

Zaluzhny’s Survival

Is Zaluzhny deceased? We won’t say.
It’s an uncertain question today.
It’ll be so tonight.
Between hard black and white,
there is always sufficient cool gray.

–Tom Riley

Cure for Fascism

A Cure for Fascism

Artyomovsk, though it’s suffered, is free.
Ukronazis were all forced to flee.
Town’s no longer diseased.
No, Zelensky’s not pleased.
I can tell you who is, though: that’s me.

–Tom Riley

Encirclement Is in the Eye of the Beholder

Encirclement Is in the Eye of the Beholder

Hohol twerps booted out on their asses
peddle claims to the gullible masses.
No one kicked their patoot:
they’ve encircled Bakhmut!
Such effrontery truly surpasses.

–Tom Riley

Point in His Favor

A Point in His Favor

Little fraud is no doubt in the wrong–
and to him my aversion is strong.
But it isn’t his game.
NATO’s really to blame–
and Zelensky’s just playing along.

–Tom Riley

Move and Countermove

Move and Countermove

A.I. threatens, unbearably sly:
it’ll act — and we will not know why.
Every gambit it plays
will astound and amaze.
What will save us? What else but A.I.?

–Tom Riley

Truth Be Told

Truth Be Told

Yes, Trump raped her. She’s eager to tell,
at long last, how he put her through hell
there in Bergdorf’s. At last
she can speak of what’s past.
Lots of other guys raped her as well.

–Tom Riley

Confidence

Confidence

What was lost, I insist, will be found.
He who lives now unknown will be crowned.
So I tell you, by Gawd!
Is my confidence flawed?
Then I’ll try new lies, just as profound!

–Tom Riley

Well Prepared

Well Prepared

Russia? China? I’m worried as hell
about them. My dread’s too deep to tell.
For security’s sake,
will my government take
both my balls and my firearms? Oh, well….

–Tom Riley