Sunday, November 29, 2015

limbo rick


There was a small dog from GP,
who should not be mistaken for me.
His blog stance superior,
his brainpower inferior,
but he's racking up twitter XP.

In matters of morals:
he's king!
To prove fidelity:
he wears a ring.
But king of himself?
And proof to himself?
Neither's regal,
nor probative.
Just bling.

As lord of all he surveys
he fixes his narrow gaze
on things that don't touch him
but serve as frat rush hymn
in a brotherhood
of massages
sur chaise.

5 comments:

Harold Caidagh said...

Some here would call him Chalupa,
as intellectually he's just a pupa,
but instars will pass
as he talks out his ass
and post-chrysalis he'll be
supa-dupa.

Karl Franz Ochstradt said...

Heart named an album after him,
Its quality never reaching the brim.
But Dog and Butterfly
ain't mud in his eye
in fact it's quite proper and prim.

H.M. Lohmann said...

His internet persona is great,
his insights they never arrive late,
and if you sense hypocrisy -- well,
he had his Obamapostasy.
So you can't say his mind
ain't first-rate.

Anne O'Dyan said...

His viewpoint could be understood
if he were simply a babe in the wood.
But at nearly three score,
why's his art such a bore?
And his comedy nudging half-good?

Chet Redweld said...

He's not some Donkey relic, look!
He blames a Christian Evangelic kook!
"Christians are dicks!", he says and convicts
but checkmate ain't cornering the rook.

Tic-tac-toe is more his speed
when considering his awful need
to blame someone else
for his ill mental health, so
only Christians are guilty of greed.

You wish you were as brilliant as he,
not conned into taking a knee,
not making the sign of the cross,
nor acknowledging a spiritual boss,
don't be the dog: be the flea!