Thursday, November 24, 2022

Former Pres.Trump Pardons Prison Turkey Dinner

 

         

Youpeeeye 

FEDERAL PRISON TBD-Former President Donald Trump pardoned the pieces of turkey, which he dubbed 'Slabs' and 'Slices', of his Thanksgiving dinner in the prison commissary, much to the approval of the white supremacist gang he was seated with. But after instigating a riot over a demand for McDonalds he was apprehended and once again placed in solitary confinement.

DB/11.23.2022


One more to outshine The Onion! Yeah!

Happy Thanksgiving, all! Bon appetit!🦃🍴🍷


 

Monday, November 14, 2022

To Pvt. Leslie Baron of the Argyll and Sutherland Highlanders, 4th Canadian Armoured Division, KIA 8/20/1944, Aged 22

 

                                                    1922 - 1944                                

                                                  

I watched you die again
 
there
 
shimmer
tall grass flow,
dull rickety fence,
hot bombarded space 
 
(Summer Eden)

there
 
again


arose
 
ROSE up!!!
NOT afraid!!!!
 
and the
malign bullet struck
your dewy temples,
spittling
false ichor
 
bang 

crack
 

Ulan adopted
your (baby) radio
 
 
stupid Can-NUCK!!!

 
then later
you
your corpse 
disappeared

where did you go?
 
melted?
ashed?
Heaven'd?
Hell'd?

de-pixelated?

 
hm


                                                      interlude

hup
hup 
hup 
hup 
hup

boomlay BOOM
 
reveille is a siren call for killers
 

radio spirit


                     announcer: and now, ladies and gentlemen,
                                        here for your listening pleasure
                                        is the Europa Mincemeat Children's Choir!
                               
                                        applause
 
                                        music, children's voices, singing
 
                                        wormy wormy worms
                                        wormy wormy worms
                                        move deep in the ground,
                                        they don't make a sound
                                        wormy wormy worms 
                                           
                                        wormy wormy worms 
                                        wormy wormy worms
                                        we'll lie without groans
                                        as they feed off our bones
                                        wormy wormy worms 

                                        as far as we can tell
                                        our Heaven is a Hell

                                        wormy wormy worms
                                        wormy wormy worms
                                        now come join along
                                        as we finish this song
                                        wormy wormy worms!
 
                                        massive applause
 
  
reclaiming his time
(sorry, pvt.)
 
your father's medalled jacket
too big to fit you

and it lets in
the cold


but 


but
know this,
pvt. Baron


Robichaud can talk
as much shit as he wants
 
hanging back 
is not cowardice 

also, yeah,
the radio

can't leave it an orphan
 
can't
 
 
but
I have seen you
shoot at the Germans 


far as I'm concerned
you have fought 
you are brave

 
you do your dad
and Canada proud,
soldier


may ethereal radio waves
comfort you with peaceful lullabyes
as your soul wafts further
up to God

 
 
at least
until next year


when I'll watch you die again



DB/11.2022