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Grave Consideration

Grave Consideration

Is Papa Cuomo turning in his grave?
More likely he is jacking off in Hell.
He craves what other Cuomo dirtbags crave.
Is Papa Cuomo turning in his grave?
He lived by one dark precept: “Speeches save!”
They didn’t. Death indeed breaks every spell.
Is Papa Cuomo turning in his grave?
More likely he is jacking off in Hell.

–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

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Mario’s Legacy

Mario’s Legacy

 

Unwanted overtures from Andrew Cuomo?
Their origin was dad’s theology.
Staffers now say son moved – and not in slow mo:
Unwanted overtures from Andrew Cuomo,
Who sought to prove that he was not a homo.
What a surprising revelation! Gee,
Unwanted overtures from Andrew Cuomo?
Their origin was dad’s theology.

 

–Tom Riley

 

Mario Mimesis

Mario Mimesis

 
Andrew Cuomo and Fredo, his brother,
Are intent on supporting each other
As they imitate dad.
Is their attitude sad?
Are they proud to be fucking their mother?

 
–Tom Riley

 

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Much Rejoicing

Much Rejoicing

Andrew Cuomo rejoiced. Ain’t that swell?
With a pink light he ventured to tell
How he loved baby-killing.
Will it still be as thrilling
When he joins up with daddy in Hell?

–Tom Riley

Like Father, Like Son

Like Father, Like Son

“Personally opposed” — so daddy claimed.
But Andrew throbs with baby-killing zeal.
With dumb-ass right-to-lifers he won’t deal.
By earnest sermons he will not be shamed.
His thirst for fetal blood will not be tamed.
Humane misgivings he will never feel.
All such considerations are unreal
To Andrew Cuomo. Let him not be blamed—
But rather credited! When Mario
Became the founder of this bloody fun,
Already it was possible to know
That things would come to this. Old laws undone
End in laws shiny new. Hey, what a show!
In Hell is daddy cheering: “Well done, son!”

–Tom Riley

Mario Cuomo, son of a humble organ grinder’s monkey, rose to prominence as founder of New York’s pro-abortion gubernatorial dynasty. He is now frying in Hell.

Just Reward

Just Reward

 

To think that Cuomo prick is now in Hell

Brings something close to all-transcendent joy.

Is justice served in Dante style?  Oh, boy!

The devils prod that mouthy punk so well,

He is so chastened by fierce sulphur’s smell,

That all the lies he still dares to employ

Writhe and are silenced.  He cannot be coy.

Around him, flames that boil his marrow swell.

And you, Villano, you who smooch his ass

Even when he’s received his just reward,

You who gave vile hypocrisy a pass,

You who would not take up hard logic’s sword,

You’re more transparent than the clearest glass.

Idolatry is all you can afford.

 

–Tom Riley

 

(Steve Villano idolizes Mario Cuomo.)

Almost a Saint

Almost a Saint

 

 

Laetabitur justus cum viderit vindictam; manus suas lavabit in sanguine peccatoris.

 

 

Mario Cuomo: almost like a saint!
He offers me vast comfort when distress
Oppresses me in all my lowliness.
He rescues me from every painful plaint.
Enamored of his brand of crap I ain’t—
And wasn’t, I can tell you, when success
Greeted his obfuscations, more or less,
Escaping excommunication’s taint.
But now, in ways too glorious to tell
In detail, he uplifts me from the sphere
Of dire frustration, which I know too well.
The joy I feel will never disappear.
When life’s unjust, I think of him in Hell—
And then I’m filled with limitless good cheer.

 

 

–Tom Riley

Villano’s Mom

Villano’s Mom

 

 

Trump just insulted Steve Villano’s mother.
The Donald is in loads of trouble now.
He isn’t dealing with some helpless other.
Villano is the kingpin of ka-pow!
And he is having one tremendous cow
Over the soulless insult Trump produced.
Villano is preparing to allow
His most effective blog posts to be loosed.
In words of utter cleverness soon noosed,
The Donald will be choking in despair.
Villano will require no further boost
To beat vile Trump till Trump’s beyond repair.
The swollen ego at Trump’s core will shatter.
You say Trump didn’t do it? Doesn’t matter.

 

 

–Tom Riley

 

 

(Former Cuomo stooge Steve Villano pits Trump against sainted Villano mom.)

Incendiary Speech

Incendiary Speech

 

 

(for Karen Swallow Prior)

 

 

“Lasciate ogni speranza….”

 

 

I should avoid incendiary speech,
you tell me — and I know that you’re a wise,
discriminating counselor. You reach
upward, and patiently direct your eyes
toward Heaven. Nothing in my mind denies
the virtue that you manifest therein.
I just deny that your advice applies
to me, that I am subject to such spin.
At Papa Cuomo once, that mouth of sin,
I shouted out in cordial Florentine
of loss eternal, cursed his stare, his grin,
his doctrine, both pernicious and obscene.
Am I to wish his heirs a pleasant day?
I ask you, Karen: what would Dante say?

 

 

–Tom Riley