Ramona: On Blackmail, Abortion, and Mercy
PeraclesPlease: Femen: Optics & Ill Losin'
Cardwell: Tired of Defending Hillary Clinton
but then, the morning sunrise
peeks through my window.
Here's this week's heap of haikus:
Cinco de Mayo?
Torpedo a condiment!
(Yeah, it's a cheap joke.)
I often wonder
what cows in fields must think when
men on bikes ride by.
Elements of style,
Hallmarks of erudition ...
Shut up, already.
We're royally screwed;
The Queen's alive, Prince is dead ...
Stephen King's okay.
Bring your broken-ness
to the altar of repairs ...
When Titanic sank ...
Young Leo DiCaprio's
heart did not go on.
Never a doubt 'bout
that Okie from Muskogee ...
Merle was a badass.
He's close enough to
stare, and old enough to know
what's worth staring at.
The Easter Bunny
scared her so much, she went to
church without a peep.
The curtain rises on this week's heap of haikus:
Here's this place for Politics's weekly heap of haikus:
He is short-fingered
and a Vulgarian ... The
Odious Don Drumpf.
But it was just football players, good ol' boys raping girls, not consensual sex between adults - no harm, no foul.
Irony edition, except he won't be put in a transparent cell to be ogled Gitmo-style like Susan McDougall.
Another casualty of the Kenn Starr witch hunt reminisces.
That's right, like reality, they have a well-known bias. Or maybe like in particle physics, they have right or left spin.
"Former Secretary of State Hillary Clinton and her senior aides did not comply with the State Department’s record-keeping policies, an internal watchdog determined in a report sent to Capitol Hill on Wednesday."
They all get the same answer. Plus, it's a well-written piece:
She's certainly nicer than me. I would have told him to eff off.
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