When you're feeling you're about to choke
While you ingest another warm coke
Think, "old folks had it nice,
When they added crushed ice"
But by now that is probably "woke"
Even though outside, it was quite cold
The neighbors were still out being bold
Bringing in the New Year
With much joy and much cheer
I just wished they'd be quiet, I'm old
This may be a bit hyperbolic
To say it made me alcoholic
But my word of the year
Made me drink out of fear
As I'm already melancholic
While I do not think it's at all fair
For my humans to cut off my hair
I guess I'll let them be
Now it's easy to see
When they toss my treats up in the air
Politicians are up to their tricks
Influencers just count up their clicks
Food prices keep rising
Big biz keeps downsizing
Not much hope for twenty twenty six
Be it Nixon or Reagan or Trump
It’s rebranding the same old lame chump
They get rich off of fear
While the rest of us here
Just live in this dystopian dump
There once was an old man who would say
I'm not sure what to do this dark day
Then a bright lit up nose
Inspired him and this prose
Hey Rudolph, would you light up my way?
While their whims may seem like they beguile
And belly rubs may make them hostile
When the floofs made of fur
Settle down and just purr
It is clear we're an ailurophile
In the city the traffic must flow
Even if it seems they do not know
How to traverse the stuff
Really isn't that tough
You slow down when you drive in the snow
I missed the turkey on thanksgiving
You best not think I'll be forgiving
I see you've trimmed the tree
Under it there should be
Treats for me, now make with the giving
There once was a man who was quite cold
So he thought that he'd do something bold
Crank the heat, kill the chills
And when in came the bills
He'd hope to pass before due date, he's old
theconversation.com/trump-was-al...
On this day be a good girl or gent
Please don't tell relatives to get bent
No matter how bad the course
Remember it could be worse
Like the turkey that's our president
They must have thought I was a grouse
But my brother she took, that damn louse
Now she thinks she's a winner
Cooking him for her dinner
Joke's on her when I smash down her house
There once was an old-school explorer
Who wrote his love as an adorer
If he lived here today
It'd be easy to say
"I'll just send a text." Oh, the horror
Making plans that I hope are not muffed
To make diners feel quite full and chuffed
Much groaning will be heard
After eating the bird
Turkey won't be the only thing stuffed
I may be old but I can still seize
Any unguarded chicken or cheese
You may call it old age
But I'm wise as a sage
And will still do whatever I please
Christmas is only six weeks away
Scary I know, but what can I say
Between shutdowns and files
The onset of snow piles
Can we reschedule for some new day?
Okay, here is where I guess I chime
And respond with what takes up my time
I write limerick lines
Despite all of the signs
That they're lame, but at least they do rhyme
Lovely colors, they almost look drawn
While the light, it is nearly all gone
A fabulous photo
Of dusk over Tokyo
Being watched over by Fuji-san
I just never thought I'd stoop so low
As to put on this degrading show
For catnip I'll do tricks
Anything for my fix
I guess that's how my life will now go
There once was an artist who drew
A quaint and quite peaceful street view
Using digital tools
Colors sparkling like jewels
Lovely art I just wish I could do
There once was a cat who was tired
Their blanket is what was desired
Sleeping all day; the norm
Especially if warm
It's just how felines are hard-wired
I am sure I can help them gain size
With my patented diet of fries
I know this is a spoof
But my fat ass is proof
On the subject of weight gain I am wise
I really wish that I were kidding
But the stacked court just does his bidding
Trump doesn't want to pay
Just watch, he'll get his way
Dissent is one thing he's forbidding
apnews.com/article/trum...
Take today to remember a vet
Who fought hard to remove a big threat
Now that those wars are done
We can start a new one
We remember but seem to forget
While we all hoped they certainly would
Do the right thing as only they could
Instead, we were betrayed
By a deal that they made
So next we vote them out like we should
GOP sticks their head in the sand
Like Custer, hoping for a last stand
We're done with them and their goof
New York City is proof
We want better like Sweden and Finland
While we hustle about going zoom
Or read articles of doom and gloom
It is nice now and then
For a moment of zen
Appreciate the flowers sweet bloom
While I thought I had found a good fit
Now I wish I was able to quit
As the boss at this dig
Is really quite the prig
And my life is simply sifting shit
While we head for the season of thanks
We should keep in our thoughts the food banks
People's belts start to cinch
Thanks to president grinch
While the country's economy tanks
