I’m filled to the brim with sadness

This day is filled with rue

I’ll have to move along now

My Internet bill is overdue

I go away with mixed emotions

It is with you

D. Ditty got his start

Bringing you

Dear Readers

All his poems

Ruminating on things from his heart

I’ll cherish my Facebook days always

My joyride with you all

Has been such a thrill!

Until we meet again

All my Dear Friends

Unless you can pay my bill?

These ends portend

A transcendent

Extended!

Appealing Existenz!

Rhyme ditty filled!

The Drumbeat Marches On

Tell your President

Bought off Politicians

And overzealous Police

We just want the exploitation

of the 99% to cease

This is America

We come to demonstrate

In peace

We are as angels

Whilst you are acting as a beast

We have had enough!

Of your money making sleaze!

We Want Opportunity!

Health Care!

Taxes on the Corporations and the rich!

No more wars for oil slicks!

We Will not Acquiesce!

The Rich Corporations Wall Street and Big Banks

Are enjoying their Feast

While the Drumbeat Marches On!

From Points North West South and East

Everyone and Everything

Was trembling of the Beast

He’d rip you up

Pull out your gourds

And settle in for his Feast

For all the Winter Trails

His Name avails

As the Traveler to meet Least

So with open eyes

And in Great Peril

I must Surmise

I packed my Guns to leave

I went on Safari for my prize

To the Lands that hold the Green Monster

East

Blood chilled cold!

Upon first Sight

Was filled with Fright

But was Astonished

At what I did See

The Green Monster Beast

Fixed his great eyes on me

My first defense was to cry out!

For a Priest

It was then I realized

With great surprise!

It hadn’t any teeth!

Blinding fear!

Had completely left out

This possibility

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The incredible shooting display put on by “Sir” Jack

Teaches a basic tenet of basketball that remains still

You can expand your game from the outside

And considerably broaden your skill

With accuracy you can keep defenders off-guard

You can shake ’em or hit one in their grill

By working the game outside-inside

You can score on any defender at will

 

Hey Donald, what’s next!

President Barack’s library card?

Ya Big Blowhard!

Reminds me of the little boy

Who shouted in everyone’s ear

Anyone who could hear

That the town’s sheep

Were being preyed upon by a beast

The Boy who cried Wolf

Found none to listen to his story

I’m sure if we could put together a National Jury

Since we cannot put you to the Rack

We’ll take you to the National Forest and let you tell your stories

To the Local Wolfpack

Instead of a little boy

Telling white lies

About the dangers for his sheep

We get the spoiled musings

Of a thrill-seeking billionaire?

Who just comes off

As a National Commander-in-Creep

There once was an old miser from Queens

In the night the old coot kept the burger joints cleaned

He was too taciturnly cheap

To pay for the slip-shod broken zipper

On his worn-out outdated jeans

He devised a spartan plan that was equal to his means

He jerry-rigged the zip-fastener with rope

Then came off to the general public

Looking the ordinary impecunious rope-a-dope

When his craggy-cratered hiney

Was exposed!

As The blue-panted thing-a-ma-jig fell!

To his knees!

The out-of-sorts senior could have never foreseen

His corny demoded affects on the current teen stylistic scene

Blizzards!

My Gizzards!

This Blustering Bloke

Keeps Mustering Mayhems

With Words That He Spoke

Great Snakes!

Eureka!

and Holy Cow! too

Crimey!

Mad grimy

and Gadzooks!

A Tempestuous Toodle-Doo!

Shazam!

Golly Willikers!

With a Pinch of Vamoose!

Scram!

Gosh Damn!

And a Final

Sacre Bleu!

Feelings change

Thoughts evolve

Questions remain

Problems solve

Time leaves one certainty

As it revolves

You’ll be

The One

Who is involved

Feelings change

Thoughts evolve

Questions remain

Problems solve

Time leaves one certainty

As it revolves

You’ll be

The One

Who is involved

Feelings change

Thoughts evolve

Questions remain

Problems solve

Time leaves one certainty

As it revolves

You’ll be

The One

Who is involved