Sense Sonnet - Acher

Dead Livelihood

Oh it was such a sad, sad day
When the factory did shut down.
I left my job with my last pay.
Nothing to smile about - just frown.
It was my job for twenty years.
Each product made with loving care,
And then the need just disappears.
So called progress is hell, I swear.
I don't know what I'm gonna do.
How will I pay for room and board?
I'll have to beg, maybe steal too.
So to hell with you, Henry Ford.

Through teary eyes and trembling lips,
I bid goodbye to buggy whips.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

F Word

This F word is bandied about -
Fascism, from Latin for bunch
Of same sticks sticking tight throughout,
Tied round an axe for extra punch.
Fascists in the U.S. of A.
Want a return to way back when
'Twas like the Founding Fathers' day,
A nation run by all WASP men.
Ah, those good ol' days - white and pure.
But over time outsiders came.
WASP men are losing hold for sure.
It's all this freedom that's to blame.

Bunches of same sticks, be assured,
Are still sticking to this F word.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

C v C

'Tis the battle of the big "C"s,
Red China versus George Clooney,
Over the fate of the Sudanese,
And the genocide there that be.
Clooney is playing his C card,
Using his celebrity to
Make it a little more hard
For NATO to watch but not do
Interference with China's deal
For oil with the mass murderers.
Publicity is the appeal
That getting some right most assures.

Can Clooney change Sudanese fate?
It may be too little, too late.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

Furnitureprint

Evil furniture moving biz,
Demon cross country moving vans.
Already furnished homes - that tiz
What greenies push for Save Earth plans.
The furnishings would stay put, so
It's moving would not cause pollute.
Just the people would come and go,
In their carbon footprint pursuit.
Since furniture does go to waste,
Perhaps edible it should be,
In flavors to personal taste,
To be snacked on, watching T.V.

Furniture movers - beware green.
Your "dirty biz" - they wanna clean.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Good at Badmouth

Other party caricature
Of high profilers in the news,
Tried true politics for sure,
Part of why We the People lose.
The game is trash the other side,
And twist the truth in any way.
It's who and what gets better lied
That determines election day.
If politicians told the truth
About themselves, then we might take
That truth into the voting booth.
What a difference that could make!

As it is, all we have are lies
About those other gals and guys.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

George Vernon Hudson

George Vernon Hudson - who is he?
He's the mastermind who thought of
Daylight saving time, so there'd be
More summertime for his first love -
Collecting bugs in eve's still light.
George was an entomologist,
An insect stuff know it all ite,
Collecting the most wanted list
Of bugs, but summer dusk came too
Early, so why not just move time?
But he was mocked that such would do
Mischief without reason nor rhyme.

So time went by before, by George,
His dream of saving time did forge.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

Gene Blame

I'm told I'm a schizophrenic,
Addictive personality.
I'm told a gene makes me so tick,
And makes me vote the way I be.
When I look at politicians,
And the weird ways that most behave,
This gene thing hits like bricks of tons.
We're governed from cradle to grave
By sick brains that we voted in,
Because a sick gene told us to.
No wonder the mess that has been.
Such genes command all that we do.

We've got sick government - that means
We the People have got sick genes.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

Live Addictive

Chasing a dream, looking for love
In all the wrong places is how
An addict takes a pathway of
To anywhere, but not in now.
The substance of substance abuse
Is like the sands shifting in time,
Ever falling in patterns loose,
Seeking to find reason or rhyme
For why the addict is so lost,
And looking nowhere to find out,
Until is found that life's last cost,
Leaving others living to doubt.

And when the addict's dead and gone,
No rhyme nor reason searches on.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Basic Training

Mr. Maher, I was surprised -
One paragraph - you made some sense.
The President, as you advised,
Should have real life experience
Serving in the military,
To be the commander in chief,
To feel first hand what it's to be
In war, beyond a White House brief,
Beyond sitting in the war room,
As though another game of Risk,
Sending our children to doom
On a power play whim - tsk tsk!

Your mil to Obama, your champ,
Is that to pay for his boot camp?

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

To Kill a Laptop

To Kill a Mockingbird had Dad,
Atticus Finch, raising his kids,
Keeping his cool when they got mad.
But most parents do blow their lids.
Like Tommy Jordan, the peeved pop,
Over his daughter's sassing ways,
Did shoot his teenager's laptop,
Forever in You Tube replays.
Of course there are therapists who
Think Tommy needs to emulate
Atticus more in how to do
Better parent communicate.

To Kill a Laptop now is fame
In the real world parenting game.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

Lost on Pitcairn

I came to Pitcairn for to see
Where mutineers so long ago
From "Mutiny on the Bounty"
Sought haven on the T.V. show.
An island paradise remote
To bring to real my T.V. dreams
That my tube watching does promote.
It must be more than it all seems.
For South Pacific Pitcairn, true,
Some mutineer descendents live
In tropics, polar bears run through,
And a strange swirling mass - what give?

Two shows I saw on T.V. crossed -
The HMS Bounty meets Lost!

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Ru$h Hu$h

Rush Limbaugh - he's so, so sorry
About the sex slurs that he said.
He's sorry that his sponsors be
Wanting of Rushbo to be shed.
So Rush is only sorry when
He puts his mouth where money tiz.
If money goes bye bye, Rush then
Plays sorry games to keep the biz.
Limbashers are gonna know now
How to hit Rush where he's weak,
Hit sponsors of Rushbo's cash cow,
And so, so sorry Rush will squeak.

Conservatives - time for ol' Rush
To eat mouthfuls of crow, and hush?

Sense Sonnet - Acher

Angel

Little Angel, for a brief while,
You survived the tornado's dread,
That left your home a twisted pile,
And all of your family dead.
You gave the world a bit of good
Amid all the bunches of bad.
The world was hoping that you would
Somehow survive the harm you had.
But nature's ways are not designed
For mere mortals to understand.
You were given to humankind,
Then taken as divine had planned.

Sweet Angel, if it had to be,
Go back to God and family.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Fluke

Sandra Fluke - remember that name,
A Georgetown wannabe
Who came to contraceptive fame.
Obama called with sympathy
That Limbaugh had called her a slut
For wanting insurance to pay
To contracept her sex life glut,
Getting through law school day by day.
Maybe Ms. Fluke learned taint no fluke
That airing her own bedroom biz
Made her a target for rebuke.
That's just the way that sex stuff tiz.

This Fluke thing - enough has been said.
Way past time to put her to bed.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

Rising Sun - Falling Pun

A crisis for Japanese banks.
Oregami bank had to fold.
Karate Bank has chopped its ranks.
Karaoke Bank quickly sold,
But it had to go for a song.
Sumo Bank wrestled with fact
That it had landed belly up wrong.
And in a final dying act,
Kamikazi Bank nosedived down.
In fishy cuts to stay afloat,
Sushi Bank got bad mouthed renown,
Making raw deals of slimy note.

It is not clear how, where or when
Punny money will get the yen.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Debbie Bosanek

Debbie Bosanek is the name.
A secretary is her job,
A pawn in Prez Obama's game
To tax the wealthy for a gob.
Warren Buffet's secretary,
And she's taxed at a higher rate
Than her boss Buffett's billions be.
So D.C. does Debbie - her fate.
So Buffettkind will pay more.
But as long as Obama's in,
Buddy Buffett will get galore
Back in sweet crony deals - win, win.

Obama gets to pick and choose
Who wins, while We the people lose.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

Davy J

Davy Jones, may you rest in peace.
A lifetime of The Monkees biz,
But death deemed that your gig must cease,
With no ifs, ands or buts - just tiz.
Though a shortie, you had those cutes
That made the girls (and some boys) swoon,
Chasing your star in hot pursuits,
As you hit hits from tune to tune.
You made Daydream Believers of
Generations that with you stayed,
As old dogs still in puppy love
With The Monkees, as we all grayed.

Death took you Davy, on leap day,
Most famous so far, so they say.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

Odds Good for Bad

To bomb the U.S. Capitol,
Willing to commit suicide,
But foiled by agents federal
Who stung the bomber as he tried.
This bomber to be did not seem
Too bright, and gave himself away
To others as he hatched his scheme.
For sure, someone, somewhere, someday
Will have the wits and luck to do
A nine eleven dirty deed.
It's not as though we never knew
That terrorism does succeed.

When or where - it's anyone's bet,
Scary reality roulette.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Bullyism

I was bullied some as a kid,
And I was a bully some back.
It was just stuff most of us did,
Getting and giving dumb attack.
Any homi or suicide
Found resulting from bullying
Is never right or justified.
But human nature is the thing.
Forever, humankind on Earth
Has acted out the bully trait.
All wars and crimes fulfill self worth.
The schoolyard starts the life long fate.

As long as humans are around,
Plenty of bullies will abound.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

The Boy in the Box

Remember that boy in the box,
Beat dead, thrown in a Philly field,
Decades ago in time tick tocks,
The truth of it never revealed.
I was the one who did the deed,
Sorry for it, for what it's worth.
Somehow I managed to succeed
Avoiding capture here on Earth.
But now I'm sick and old and will
Soon die, and have to face my sin.
It's hell here and I can't wait till
They take me from this loony bin.

That boy in the box waits for me
To forgive and to set me free.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Work Law

All able bodied adults should
Be required to be job employed,
Private or public, and that would
Help keep the economy buoyed.
Mandatory work laws would make
The U.S.A. a better place.
Those who who chose the work laws to break
Would do jail jobs in time and space.
We need to rid the nation of
Entitlements mentality.
To do that, we must look to gov.
But alas, just taint gonna be.

Politicians sure won't abide
Sure political suicide.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

Eye Ssstrain

An old snake went to see the doc,
Hissing that he could not see well.
So taking some glasses from stock,
Doc fitted the snake, then did tell
The snake in two weeks to return.
Two weeks later, the snake came back,
Telling doc, depression did churn,
Filled with anxiety attack.
The doc asked if the glasses were
Giving the old snake better sight.
"I see good," the snake did concur,
"But sadly, I saw such a fright."

"My seeing better did disclose"
"That my lover's a garden hose."

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Let's DeCongress

Congress - a bunch of folks in a room,
Talking up ideas a lot,
Producing good - one might assume.
Bundles of debt - that's what we got.
Maybe Congress should never meet,
Or if they do, they never talk.
That way, perhaps the balance sheet
Can rest a bit from spending shock.
If ideas join to have sex,
So far Congress has exalted
In causing mainly birth defects,
As the country is assaulted.

As long as Congress does exist,
We've got a sex offender list.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

Sergeant Reckless

Sergeant Reckless, U.S. Marine,
Served during the Korean War,
Earned her stripes going 'twist and 'tween
The front line and the ammo store,
Getting ammo, then going back
To fellow Marines to reload
And hold their line in the attack.
Best in a Marine, Reckless showed.
After the cease fire, Reckless went
Back to U.S. Camp Pendleton,
Where the rest of her life was spent
With Marines and Fearless, her son.

For Sergeant Reckless, Semper Fi
From this true war horse does apply.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

Happy Pet

Pursuit of happiness - that tiz
A futileness for humankind.
Let's leave it to government biz
To give us all happy of mind.
Try to think like a fam'ly pet.
A dog or cat seems happiest
When from the master, it does get
Attentiveness that does suggest
The master wants the pet to be
Well and tended, but to behave,
So that there's household harmony.
The pet seems happiest as slave.

It's as happy as I will get.
Government master, me the pet.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

Lonely Heart

I am a person who's alone.
Valentine's Day reminds me so.
My loneliness is all my own.
Of marriage, I can speak of woe.
We were so long, husband and wife,
Living the ups and downs as one,
Through sixty years of married life,
So much sharing of love was done.
But as with all life, death did come
And tore the two of us apart,
Leaving me a living lonesome,
With just one lonely, broken heart.

Perhaps my heart will heal in time,
But for now my life's a sad rhyme.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Climate Truth

About the climate, we are told
What many experts choose to tell.
Some do want an agenda sold.
Some really want to do us well.
But We the People of the world
Don't know the truth for all the lies,
The back and forth of charges hurled,
Lots of hot air to climatize.
Politics and economics,
Even religion plays the game
Of smudge the truth with dirty tricks.
The climate change - what's to blame?

It's said the truth will set us free
About the climate - the truth be?

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

George H. W. Bush

George H. W. Bush - thank you
For a life of service to us.
The American people do
Owe you a rating of A plus.
To government, you gave a face
That We the People felt you'd be
Steady through any time and place,
And so you were through history,
Striving to achieve what was right,
In humored modesty design.
You showed us of the points of light,
You serve us well and you do shine.

So thank you, Mr. President,
Your time with us has been well spent.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Chief or Thief

The tribal elders of both tribes,
The Demmies and Repubbies, do
Play games with all their lies and bribes
To keep the power in a few.
Times see change in faces and names
Who promise this or promise that,
All just part of playing the games.
The goal's the same be -can or -crat,
Grow the federal government,
Feeding We the People the bull
That most the money that was spent
Was other tribe being wasteful.

The tribal elders use us all
As pawns to move at beck and call.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

American Style Freedom

Champions of freedom - who's to say?
Most Americans pick and choose,
Biased toward the U.S.A,
Like freedom is home grown who's whos.
There are a bunch around the world
Who want to be free of U.S.
Words and deeds against them are hurled
By U.S. in a game of chess.
Nuclear weapons - who be free
To have them? Are they friend or foe?
No one should have freedom to be
A U.S foe - but who's to know?

Do as we say, not as we do -
That's U.S.A. freedom - tiz true!

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

Dancing with the Dung

Nothing better than new, fresh dung.
Loads of critters head for the heap.
A dung beetle's just one among
So many who love to eat (bleep.)
I grab a piece and make a ball
To roll it home fast as I can.
A straight line course is best of all.
But sometimes fate screws up that plan.
So when I hit a snag, I dance.
It helps to get my bearings back,
To circumvent the circumstance,
And get my poop ball back on track.

More oft than not I make my goal,
Just takes a bit of rock and roll.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Billion in Time

A billion years ago - Earth formed,
And was rotating the sun.
A billion days ago there stormed
Ice ages across U.S. run
A billion hours ago man
Came to the U.S. primitive.
A billion minutes ago ran
The first Christians seeking to live.
A billion seconds ago sent
U.S. troops to Korean War.
A billion in time came and went.
A billion ago seemed much more.

A billion dollars ago - hey!
U.S. Treasury spent today.