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~ Claude Limehouse ~ 1 Comment

What is it that drives you?
What’s inside your head?
How’d you fool the masses to become your sheep instead?

I shudder as I watch you,
Tooting your own horn;
They re-invented blowhards on the day that you were born.

I feel for your deficiencies,
They’re obvious to me;
I feel for those caught up in it and simply do not see.

Your rules are ever changing,
And are based upon your whim;
You use them and abuse them,
You’re a master at the spin.

“We’ll build a wall,” you promised, “and make the others pay.”
“We’ll make this country great again!” It’s all you ever say.

You’re a bully and a coward,
You bailed out from the war;
You’re the poorest form of leadership I’ve ever seen before.

Yet people seem to flock to you,
Like flies surrounding shit.
Aren’t you embarrassed simply by the thought of it?

You prey upon the people either on your side or not,
It’s a all about the mighty buck,
You’ve proven that a lot.

You surround yourself with yes men,
If not, you bust their ass;
You “grab em by the pussy,” but somehow we let that pass.

You cheated on your loving wife,
When she had your boy;
Not once but twice you did her wrong,
A moment you’d enjoy.

Then you bought their confidence,
Well, at least you tried;
Your fixer handled everything and now he’s getting fried.

God knows how deep the bullshit goes,
It changes day to day;
But as the dickless Senate votes,
You always get your way.

I’m not a snowflake or far left,
I only want what’s right;
I only want our Congress to put up a little fight.

A fight for true Americans,
Who know their right from wrong;
A fight for justice, liberty and Constitution strong.

A fight for soldiers blown to bits,
Trying to stand tall;
A fight for all humanity,
Not a fucking wall.

Someday I hope this all makes sense,
Someday our kids will see;
That your Presidential run has been a tragedy.

It’s demeaning to our Bill of Rights and made a Bill of Hate,
It brought a risk to liberty,
America is not great.

But I have faith that we’ll come back,
I’m confident we’ll rise;
Above this petty bullshit and the ever present lies.

On that day, you’ll float away,
And if the stars align;
You’ll spend your life, without a wife,
In prison, doing time.

Peace

~ Claude Limehouse ~ Leave a comment

“ Peace through non violence is neither absurd nor unattainable. All other methods have failed. Thus we must begin anew. Non violence is a good starting point. Those of us who believe in this method can be voices of reason, sanity and understanding amid the voices of violence, hatred and emotion. We can very well set a mood of peace out of which a system of peace can be built.” Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

“The survival of democracy depends on the renunciation of violence and the development of non violent means to combat evil and advance the good.” A.J. Muste

“I believe that it is impossible to end hatred with hatred.”
-Mahatma Gandhi

“Stability and peace in our land will not come from the barrel of a gun, because peace without justice is an impossibility.”
-Desmond Tutu

“There is no way to peace. Peace is the way.”
-A.J. Muste

“I am not an American who believes that it is unpatriotic to blindly follow our Congress and President.

I am an American who believes in questioning our leaders, particularly when lives are at stake.

To announce that there must be no criticism of the President, or that we are to stand by the President, right or wrong, is not only unpatriotic and servile but is morally treasonable to the American public.”

-Teddy Roosevelt 1918

The Nanny’s Chore

~ Claude Limehouse ~ Leave a comment

What is racing through your mind,
When you’re acting so unkind;
As you do just what you choose to do.

Treating her with disrespect,
A better person I’d expect;
You’re acting like you haven’t got a clue.

She just spent her only days,
Sharing all her loving ways;
Treating you to many special things.

But in a minute you forget,
And misbehave or get upset;
Even though you’re treated like a king.

Some will say this is the way,
I don’t buy it so I say;
There’s issues here that we can not ignore.

We all know it’s Mommy’s fault,
An open wound that’s rubbed with salt;
She banged ‘em out yet leaves you at the door.

People say, “Oh, but she tries.”
I see things through different eyes;
She dumped her load on family and friends.

She doesn’t care if you are well,
Your life must be a living hell;
She plays the Mommy but it’s all pretend.

There really ought to be a test,
When Mommy’s say they do their best;
Because the “baby-daddy” ain’t around.

They certainly should see the light,
The kids should be their only fight;
They simply need to put the bottle down.

I really, truly have to say,
Despite your age, there is no way;
To let you treat my wife the way you do.

For years I’ve tried to figure out,
What’s bothersome about this route,
But now I see that it’s not me, it’s you.

I’m not talking personally,
Your innocence is plain to see;
You’re playing with the only cards you’ve got.

The baby dad has left his wife,
It has an impact on your life,
It also impacts all of us, a lot.

We are here to procreate,
Our simple life we replicate;
Supposedly Jehovah tells us so.

But here is something he should say,
It’s more than just conception day;
You need to guide them and to watch them grow.

Here’s my fear and it is real,
That in the future you will deal;
A matching set of cards they gave to you.

Then that person does the same,
They too play this harmful game;
And on it goes, the cycle goes askew.

Now we’re right back at the start,
You’re tugging at my loved one’s heart;
I can’t stand by and watch you hurt her though.

So it’s time to walk away,
But she won’t and I must say;
This is the reason that I love her so.