GASBAG
OxyContin
Pudding and pie
Rush popped five pills
And went sky high.
He floated
In the stratosphere
Like the Goodyear blimp,
A gaseous sermoneer,
An incendiary
Doctrinaire
Spouting racist talk—
And full of hot air!
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At Wild Rose Reader today--Red Sings from Treetops: A Book Review & An Invitation
At Blue Rose Girls today: POETRY FRIDAY: Opposite Poems
The Poetry Friday Roundup is at Becky’s Book Reviews this week.
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Rush is the subject of another poem of yours, isn't he? I have enjoyed my visits to your blog. Thank you.
ReplyDelete"A gaseous sermoneer,
ReplyDeleteAn incendiary
Doctrinaire"
PERFECT!!
Susan,
ReplyDeleteRush is such an easy--and big--target. He provides so much fodder for my rhyming rants that I can't resist writing about him.
Mary Lee,
He IS full of gas--and incendiary rhetoric. I can only listen to him for a few minutes at a time.