Madness Forms…or Not

In the winter of my discontent, I feel hollow and empty because my love is dead and the only people left alive in my life don’t understand me for crying over my dead.

It’s enough to make one mad, only, we are already mad because one half of our country is happy and the other half of our country wants it proven that Putin paid some hacker to hack that which was already freely and clearly given up by some washed up almost forgotten old hag who thought she should be president simply because she wanted to be.

Russian literature only wishes it had it this good.

But, I digress.

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On Losing Three Trees in a Blizzard

(Sung to the tune of Johnny Nash’s “I Can See Clearly Now”)

I can see clearly now the trees are gone
I can see all the snow still on my roadway
Gone are the gorgeous pines that blocked my view
Gonna be a bright, bright front lawn someday

Rob wanted all those trees down years ago
I told him, “Oh no, honey, it’s privacy!”
Gone are those gorgeous pines that blocked our view
Gonna be a bright, bright front lawn I see

Look straight ahead, I can now see 590
Look all around, I can see blue skies!
My lawn will be dry…dry…

I can see clearly now the trees are gone
Thanks to my neighbor they have all disappeared
Got lots of pine if someone wants it now
Gonna have a bright, bright front lawn this year!

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On Being Honest

I’ve pulled some real doozies in my lifetime, where I was afraid to go home to my Mom and say, “Mom, I screwed up.”

But, eventually, when I’ve screwed up, I’ve had to go to my Mom and say, “Mom, I screwed up.”

It was painful, but she was always there to help me get through it, and she hugged me, and she loves me to this day.

I think it’s time some politicians, both former and current, come home and say, “Mom, I screwed up.”

I have no poker face, and I really suck at lying. So it really sticks in my craw when I see a paid politician stand in front of a television camera and lie to the American people.

If I can’t even lie to my own mother, why in hell should I pay for an elected official to do so?

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A Suggestion to U.S. School Boards

I’m hesitant to speak out about the Florida school shooting, especially since I haven’t read every news account, but, I’d like to make a suggestion to school boards across the US. I suggest that if a student is found to have concerning posts on social media and/or threatening encounters with other students or teachers, rather than simply expelling the student, please consider offering that student free counseling by a valid psychologist. Give that student an opportunity to work out their feelings with someone who is qualified and offers a confidential setting. It would be a small expense that could save many lives.

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Ode to My Cats

(Sung to the tune of “Look What They Done To My Song”)

Look what you’ve done to my rugs, boys,
Look what you’ve done to my rugs!
Well you clawed them like they’re scratching posts
and tore them all right up, boys,
Look what you’ve done to my rugs.

Look what you’ve done to my clothes, guys,
Look what you’ve done to my clothes!
You slept on them, and wrinkled them,
and covered them with fur, guys,
Look what you’ve done to my clothes.

Wish I could teach you to clean, boys,
I wish I could teach you to clean!
When I’d get home all the dishes would be done
and I’d put my feet up some, oh kitties,
I wish I could teach you to clean.

Look what you’ve done to my rugs, boys,
Look what you’ve done to my rugs!
Well you clawed them like they’re scratching posts
and tore them all right up, boys,
Look what you’ve done to my rugs!

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My Eagle, ‘Tis of Thee

I was talking with a friend, tonight, about my relationship with Rob, and I explained about how we were exapt opposites and that how much it had worked out to our advantage, in the beginning.

Rob and I were like magnets. People could see the electricity between us, and several commented on it. It came as no surprise, to us two. Rob and I knew it.

We loved. Oh my goodness, but, we loved.

Thunder and lightning, fire and air, eventually make rain.

We learned that the hard way, but, eventually, yet still, we loved.

Opposites attract well when they can work together, but eventually they butt heads.

Our country is butting heads.

Our country is no longer working together, but as two separate and – almost daily – more recognizably hostile entities.

And this scares me.

Something very large is coming to light that our country has got to face, and withstand. It’s going to make us all gasp, and take time to take in.

But take it in, we must.

Because, as I’ve learned, having lost a loved one that was my opposite, yet needed just for that reason, our country needs to keep making those opposites attract, work together, and preserve their relationship for the long haul.

Our United States deserve as much as Rob and I did, if not one hell of a lot more.

Don’t let us keep splitting this country apart as we are doing. And don’t let us keep turning what was something good into some kind of scary – I don’t know what. I don’t know how to name this scary thing that our country is becoming, all in the name of politics.

America is too beautiful for this.

America deserves more.

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Deep State Lament

Sung to the tune of Bruce Springsteen’s “I’m Going Down”:

We really hoped we could pull it off, but
we can feel the heat a-coming down
We really thought we would get a win, but
The voters spoke, there’s a new man in town
Well we really should’ve covered our tracks
No one believes in those Russian hacks

We’re going down, down, down, down
We’re goin down, down, down, down
We’re goin down, down, down, down
We’re goin down, down, down, down

We get intel from Russia and Britain
and we dress it for the FISA court
We cover up the fact that it’s written
and paid for by Hillary’s cohorts
We’re sick and tired of our setting Trump up, yeah
Setting him up just to get ourselves caught and so Trumped

Down, down, down
We’re goin down, down, down, down
We’re goin down, down, down, down
We’re goin down, down, down, down, going down!

We tried so hard to take this President down
We got the media to call him a clown
We paved the way to a Clinton landslide
Somewhere along the way we lost our hides
Now we look in the mirror each morning
and wonder what new truths will be found
We used to love to go to work
But lately we just worry ‘cuz we know we’re all going down

Down, down, down
We’re goin down, down, down, down
We’re goin down, down, down, down
We’re goin down, down, down, down…

Down, down, down, down
We’re goin down, down, down, down
We’re goin down, down, down, down
We’re goin down, down, down, down
We’re going deep state down!

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