Chernobyl Pears (1998)
Blog with a View, at heart, is a digital art photoblog. Each Wednesday, I present an image without being a world leader on the international stage who both talks about pigs and acts like one.
This is a Chernobyl-Pearless but political poem, written by Lisa Mongno. The Condiment CandidateInflated Patriot,your insincerity festerson our National Corpse.Your delivery ecclesiasticalyour eyes sentimentalas you look to past glory.I knew thenas I watched that stolen Kennedy grin,smarmy headtilt,borrowed bourgeoise vocabularyas you "reported for duty"that you wouldn't win(the presidency).This month's wine club newsletter arriveswith your smile legitimizing Zinfandel."Goes great with Ketchup!" you declare.And I am leftwith a Budweiser drinker from Texas.
whelp...it was a fine week for President Fucktard....pig tales and table manners...please just let me crawl away to vomit....And about the Hot Pears...Lisa spoke too eloquently for me to do anything other than applaud both of you...I am now standing and clapping [[[[ ]]]]
Hi, Lisa. Nice to see you. And thanks for sharing the on-target poem. Always a pleasure to read your work.And E4Ever. "Pig Tales and Table Manners." I like that. Be a great name for a blog.
chernobyl pears? wow, what a lovely band name that would be.
Pig Tales and Table Manners...wow..you are right..great name for a blog...Very Orwellian...in an Animal Farm kind of way...once again you are so wise.
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