I know I've been neglecting my Political Verses blog in recent months. There have been lots of things going on in my life--including my daughter's recent wedding.
I came upon the following Sarah Palin's Fifty Nifty States video that was a segment on Jimmy Kimmel's show. I thought people might enjoy watching it.
Fifty Nifty States
Showing posts with label Sarah Palin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sarah Palin. Show all posts
Friday, July 23, 2010
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Who's the Turkey?: A Poem about Sarah Palin
Sarah Palin Turkey Farm Interview
Who’s the Turkey?
Gobble, gobble, gobble,
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Who IS that talking turkey?
It’s the GOP’s new stah!
She blathers with a perky smile.
You betcha. Doncha know
That we should be like Sarah?
Rogue’s the ONLY way to go.
Headzup: Sarah Palin Explains the Turkey Interview
Who’s the Turkey?
Gobble, gobble, gobble,
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Who IS that talking turkey?
It’s the GOP’s new stah!
She blathers with a perky smile.
You betcha. Doncha know
That we should be like Sarah?
Rogue’s the ONLY way to go.
Headzup: Sarah Palin Explains the Turkey Interview
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
GOING ROGUE: A Poem about Sarah Palin & Her Book
Sarah Palin's Memoir, 'Going Rogue,' to Hit Bookshelves Early (ABC News)
Palin's title: 'Going Rogue' (Politico)
‘Going Rogue’ (Laugh Lines Blog-New York Times)
Why Would Anyone Call Their Book "Going Rogue"? Answer Below. (Huffington Post)
Sarah Palin has been a great source of poetic inspiration for me. Here's a brand new Palinoem for you:
Going Rogue: A Poem about Sarah Palin & Her Book
by Elaine Magliaro
The queen of mavericks
Wrote a book.
She thinks her title’s
Quite a hook.
It’s clear to me
That “going rogue”—
To Sarah P.—
Is still in vogue.
She wrote a memoir.
What amazes:
The book has
Lots and lots of pages!
More than 400…
So they say.
I wonder:
Is her co-author
Tina Fey?
Palin's title: 'Going Rogue' (Politico)
‘Going Rogue’ (Laugh Lines Blog-New York Times)
Why Would Anyone Call Their Book "Going Rogue"? Answer Below. (Huffington Post)
Sarah Palin has been a great source of poetic inspiration for me. Here's a brand new Palinoem for you:
Going Rogue: A Poem about Sarah Palin & Her Book
by Elaine Magliaro
The queen of mavericks
Wrote a book.
She thinks her title’s
Quite a hook.
It’s clear to me
That “going rogue”—
To Sarah P.—
Is still in vogue.
She wrote a memoir.
What amazes:
The book has
Lots and lots of pages!
More than 400…
So they say.
I wonder:
Is her co-author
Tina Fey?
Saturday, August 1, 2009
POETWEET: William Shatner Recites Sarah Palin's Tweets as Poetry
Here’s a follow-up to Sarah Palin: A Farewell Speech and Poem, my post last Wednesday at Political Verses that included a link to William Shatner performing an excerpt from Sarah Palin’s farewell speech as poetry on the Conan O’Brien Show. On July 29th, Shatner made a return appearance on the show...and recited some of Sarah Palin’s tweets as poetry. Here’s a link to that segment on the Conan O’Brien Show:
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Sarah Palin: A Farewell Speech and Poem
I call Palin’s speeches WTF prose (to myself) because I can never figure out the points she is trying to make in them. I find my brain meandering in the morass of her excess verbiage when I’m trying to comprehend what she’s attempting to tell people who are listening to her oral streams of consciousness. I wonder: Does she even have a clue what she’s saying?
You’ve got to see the following video of William Shatner performing an excerpt from Sarah Palin’s farewell speech on the Conan O’Brien Show.
Here's the link: Excerpt from Sarah Palin’s Farewelll Speech performed by William Shatner
Okay…now I get it. Palin’s not writing prose—she’s writing poetry. That’s makes it all clear to me now. Walt Whitman, scooch over! You too, Carl Sandburg! Make room for Sarah Palin in the pantheon of American poets.
Here’s an excerpt from Sarah Palin’s farewell political poem:
And getting up here
I say
it is the best road trip
in America
soaring through nature’s finest show.
Denali, the great one,
soaring under the midnight sun.
And then the extremes.
In the winter time it’s the frozen road
that is competing
with the view of ice fogged frigid beauty,
the cold though,
doesn’t it split the Cheechakos from the Sourdoughs?
And then in the summertime
such extreme summertime
about a hundred and fifty degrees
hotter than just some months ago,
than just some months from now,
with fireweed blooming along the frost heaves
and merciless rivers that are rushing and carving
and reminding us that here, Mother Nature wins.
It is as throughout all Alaska
that big wild good life teeming along the road
that is north to the future.
Click here to read the full text of Sarah Palin’s farewell speech. (Text provided by The Mudflats blog.)
Oh, if only I could write poetry like that!
If I only had the ability
to combine random thoughts
into an incoherent mélange
of mile-long mutterings
that captures the essence
of my poet’s soul.
If only I could
pen poems
with a strong and perceptive hand
about tiny, delicate, vicious little starlets
trying to take away our right to bear arms.
If only I could
write like Sarah does
with heart and estrogenic machismo
about subjects like hunting and skinning big game
for lunch and sustenance.
Oh, to write poetry like Palin!
It’s not politics, I mean…poetry, as usual!
Check out the following post from The Mudflats blog: A Final Bon Voyage from Cordova…
Sarah Palin’s Farewell Speech (Part 1)
Sarah Palin’s Farewell Speech (Part 2)
You’ve got to see the following video of William Shatner performing an excerpt from Sarah Palin’s farewell speech on the Conan O’Brien Show.
Here's the link: Excerpt from Sarah Palin’s Farewelll Speech performed by William Shatner
Okay…now I get it. Palin’s not writing prose—she’s writing poetry. That’s makes it all clear to me now. Walt Whitman, scooch over! You too, Carl Sandburg! Make room for Sarah Palin in the pantheon of American poets.
Here’s an excerpt from Sarah Palin’s farewell political poem:
And getting up here
I say
it is the best road trip
in America
soaring through nature’s finest show.
Denali, the great one,
soaring under the midnight sun.
And then the extremes.
In the winter time it’s the frozen road
that is competing
with the view of ice fogged frigid beauty,
the cold though,
doesn’t it split the Cheechakos from the Sourdoughs?
And then in the summertime
such extreme summertime
about a hundred and fifty degrees
hotter than just some months ago,
than just some months from now,
with fireweed blooming along the frost heaves
and merciless rivers that are rushing and carving
and reminding us that here, Mother Nature wins.
It is as throughout all Alaska
that big wild good life teeming along the road
that is north to the future.
Click here to read the full text of Sarah Palin’s farewell speech. (Text provided by The Mudflats blog.)
Oh, if only I could write poetry like that!
If I only had the ability
to combine random thoughts
into an incoherent mélange
of mile-long mutterings
that captures the essence
of my poet’s soul.
If only I could
pen poems
with a strong and perceptive hand
about tiny, delicate, vicious little starlets
trying to take away our right to bear arms.
If only I could
write like Sarah does
with heart and estrogenic machismo
about subjects like hunting and skinning big game
for lunch and sustenance.
Oh, to write poetry like Palin!
It’s not politics, I mean…poetry, as usual!
Check out the following post from The Mudflats blog: A Final Bon Voyage from Cordova…
Sarah Palin’s Farewell Speech (Part 1)
Sarah Palin’s Farewell Speech (Part 2)
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Ramblin' Prose: A Song Parody about Sarah Palin's Resignation Speech
Excerpt from Sarah Palin, the Anti-Poet by John Lundberg (Huffington Post—July 19, 2009)
Watching Sarah Palin resign the other week, I remembered how frustrating it is to listen to her speak. She uses simple words, but combines them into a fog that's hard to penetrate, out of which a few political clichés like "freedom" and "reform" appear. Most politicians, of course, obfuscate to some degree, but Palin is a master, and she does it constantly. Look at how she turns a simple statement into a mind-numbing puzzle (this is from Hart Seely's terrific collection of found poems taken from actual Sarah Palin quotes):
You know,
Small mayors,
Mayors of small towns--
Quote, unquote--
They're on the front lines.
A quick analysis reveals why understanding Palin can be such a challenge. She follows a folksy "you know" with a clear misstatement--"small mayors"--which she follows with a clarification, which she then amends with the inexplicable "quote, unquote." By the time she gets to her point--that small town mayors are on the front lines (which she could have simply said)--one is too bogged down in misstatements, repetitions, poor syntax and folksiness to know what to think. This is, no doubt, why her interviewers often look a bit stunned, jaw slightly agape, when Palin finishes answering a question: they don't have a clear idea of what she said.
You can read the rest of the article here.
After listening to Palin’s resignation speech a few weeks ago, I was inspired to write a poem entitled Sarah Palin’s Swan/Duck/Goose Song. (You can read that poem here.) Soon after writing that verse, an idea for a parody of Ramblin’ Rose, a song made famous by the late Nat King Cole, popped into my head. You’ll find that parody, Ramblin’ Prose, below. The rhythm may be off a bit in my version--what the heck! But first…I thought you might want to listen to the original version of the song as sung by Cole in the following video:
Ramblin’ Rose Sung by Nat King Cole
Ramblin’ Prose: A Song Parody about Sarah Palin’s Resignation Speech
Ramblin’ prose, ramblin’ prose
What you’re sayin’ no one knows.
Your speech is inchoate—needs more work.
It’s just a mishmash of ramblin’ prose.
Ramble on, ramble on
Your thoughts meander—hither…yon.
You’re talkin’ ragtime—that’s your style.
Just keep on ramblin’ until you’re gone.
Ramblin’ prose, ramblin’ prose
Why you’re resignin’, heaven knows.
You’ve given your reasons, so you say—
But we’re bewildered by your ramblin’ prose.
Your ramblin’ prose did not disclose
If you’ll run for president. I suppose
You’ll write a memoir, go work at FOX.
You’ll keep on ramblin’ with your prose.
Watching Sarah Palin resign the other week, I remembered how frustrating it is to listen to her speak. She uses simple words, but combines them into a fog that's hard to penetrate, out of which a few political clichés like "freedom" and "reform" appear. Most politicians, of course, obfuscate to some degree, but Palin is a master, and she does it constantly. Look at how she turns a simple statement into a mind-numbing puzzle (this is from Hart Seely's terrific collection of found poems taken from actual Sarah Palin quotes):
You know,
Small mayors,
Mayors of small towns--
Quote, unquote--
They're on the front lines.
A quick analysis reveals why understanding Palin can be such a challenge. She follows a folksy "you know" with a clear misstatement--"small mayors"--which she follows with a clarification, which she then amends with the inexplicable "quote, unquote." By the time she gets to her point--that small town mayors are on the front lines (which she could have simply said)--one is too bogged down in misstatements, repetitions, poor syntax and folksiness to know what to think. This is, no doubt, why her interviewers often look a bit stunned, jaw slightly agape, when Palin finishes answering a question: they don't have a clear idea of what she said.
You can read the rest of the article here.
After listening to Palin’s resignation speech a few weeks ago, I was inspired to write a poem entitled Sarah Palin’s Swan/Duck/Goose Song. (You can read that poem here.) Soon after writing that verse, an idea for a parody of Ramblin’ Rose, a song made famous by the late Nat King Cole, popped into my head. You’ll find that parody, Ramblin’ Prose, below. The rhythm may be off a bit in my version--what the heck! But first…I thought you might want to listen to the original version of the song as sung by Cole in the following video:
Ramblin’ Rose Sung by Nat King Cole
Ramblin’ Prose: A Song Parody about Sarah Palin’s Resignation Speech
Ramblin’ prose, ramblin’ prose
What you’re sayin’ no one knows.
Your speech is inchoate—needs more work.
It’s just a mishmash of ramblin’ prose.
Ramble on, ramble on
Your thoughts meander—hither…yon.
You’re talkin’ ragtime—that’s your style.
Just keep on ramblin’ until you’re gone.
Ramblin’ prose, ramblin’ prose
Why you’re resignin’, heaven knows.
You’ve given your reasons, so you say—
But we’re bewildered by your ramblin’ prose.
Your ramblin’ prose did not disclose
If you’ll run for president. I suppose
You’ll write a memoir, go work at FOX.
You’ll keep on ramblin’ with your prose.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Sarah Palin's Swan/Duck/Goose Song
The waterfowl on Lake Lucille could be heard commenting in the background as Sarah Palin informed the media she would be stepping down as governor of Alaska.
Sarah Palin Resigns
Sarah Palin's Swan/Duck/Goose Song
by Elaine Magliaro
Hithery dithery dock,
I’m list’ning to Sarah P. talk.
Her thinking is muddled.
The geese are befuddled.
They’ve started to gather and squawk.
Hithering withering wits,
She’s sending the geese into fits.
They’re honkin’ and flappin’.
She’s breathless and yappin’.
They think that the gov is a ditz.
Hithery plithery pluck,
The geese are all running amuck
As the gov blathers on.
Ah, but soon she’ll be gone.
They’re so glad she won’t be a lame duck!
A Little Extra
From Jonathan Turley’s Blog--Palinotology: Sarah Palin States That, If President, She Would Be Protected By The “Department of Law”
Sarah Palin Resigns
Sarah Palin's Swan/Duck/Goose Song
by Elaine Magliaro
Hithery dithery dock,
I’m list’ning to Sarah P. talk.
Her thinking is muddled.
The geese are befuddled.
They’ve started to gather and squawk.
Hithering withering wits,
She’s sending the geese into fits.
They’re honkin’ and flappin’.
She’s breathless and yappin’.
They think that the gov is a ditz.
Hithery plithery pluck,
The geese are all running amuck
As the gov blathers on.
Ah, but soon she’ll be gone.
They’re so glad she won’t be a lame duck!
A Little Extra
From Jonathan Turley’s Blog--Palinotology: Sarah Palin States That, If President, She Would Be Protected By The “Department of Law”
Monday, March 9, 2009
Campaign 2008 Poems
I decided I needed another blog where I could post all of my political verses. I usually write such verses when I become frustrated or upset--and feel like banging my head against a wall or pulling my hair out. I decided to vent through poetry, which I have found to be a fine way to rid myself of political angst. I'm not sure yet how often I'll be posting poems on this blog.
I wrote the following four poems last fall. My inspiration? Sarah Palin and Joe the unlicensed plumber. These poems were previously posted at my blog Wild Rose Reader.
Palinoem #1
Jeery Query
Lipstick on pit bulls and pigs?
Oh my!
Polar bears aren’t endangered?
Oh fie!
Drilling in animal refuges?
Sigh.
Shooting at wildlife from up in the sky?
“Abstinence only” for sex ed?
Huh? Why?
Creationism in science class at the high?
Earmarks for her state Alaska?
Aye, aye!
She said NO to that bridge!!!
And that isn’t a lie???
When I need to vent,
I go versify!
Palinoem #2
A Metaphorical Political Terse Tercet
If you're sailin'
with Palin
better start bailin'
Palinoem #3
Innuendo…and More
Sarah Palin Stumpin’ Along on the Campaign Trail
He pals around with terrorists!
He doesn’t love the USA.
He really isn’t one of US!
“Fer shur, fer shur,” that’s what I say.
His middle name’s Hussein, ya know.
How UN-American is that?
“Who is ‘that’ tall dark one?” you ask.
Why, he’s one black, elusive cat.
Who is Obama? Who is he?
He’s really not one of our kind!
He lived in Indonesia once…
Hawaii, too! Keep that in mind!
He won’t support our troops--oh no!
He’s not a patriot like me.
I’m just a down home country girl.
Heck, I’m a hockey mom, ya see.
Why, he’s elitist; I’m mainstream.
Ya know, I’m like the rest of you.
Gosh darn it, I’m no millionaire.
I know what y’all are goin’ through.
I’m a maverick reformer.
Oh, I’m a mighty Amazon.
My heels are on; my gloves are off.
I’m here to save the day for John.
Who’s on Board the Straight Squawk Express?
or Joe the Plumber Et Al
by Elaine the retired teacher
Joe the plumber,
Mack the Knife,
Hal the husband,
Val the wife,
Don the dentist,
Dick the doc,
Phil the farmer,
Hank the hawk,
Gail the grocer,
Ken the catcher,
Pat the daft
Police dispatcher,
Val the vet and
Babs the baker,
Chad the chocolate
Candy maker,
Al the actor,
Sal the singer,
Greg the guy
Who sniffs his finger,
Bud the butcher,
Mike the mayor,
Steve the hunky
Land surveyor,
Peg the pilot,
Bill the banker,
Nell the nightly
News-hour anchor,
Vic who drives
the old age van,
Rob the Roto-rooter man,
Will the waiter,
Gil the gilder,
Bo the brawny
Body builder
Ted the teacher,
Don the drummer,
George and Sarah--
Dumb and dumber…
Driving over
Hill and dale
Busy on
The campaign trail.
I wrote the following four poems last fall. My inspiration? Sarah Palin and Joe the unlicensed plumber. These poems were previously posted at my blog Wild Rose Reader.
Palinoem #1
Jeery Query
Lipstick on pit bulls and pigs?
Oh my!
Polar bears aren’t endangered?
Oh fie!
Drilling in animal refuges?
Sigh.
Shooting at wildlife from up in the sky?
“Abstinence only” for sex ed?
Huh? Why?
Creationism in science class at the high?
Earmarks for her state Alaska?
Aye, aye!
She said NO to that bridge!!!
And that isn’t a lie???
When I need to vent,
I go versify!
Palinoem #2
A Metaphorical Political Terse Tercet
If you're sailin'
with Palin
better start bailin'
Palinoem #3
Innuendo…and More
Sarah Palin Stumpin’ Along on the Campaign Trail
He pals around with terrorists!
He doesn’t love the USA.
He really isn’t one of US!
“Fer shur, fer shur,” that’s what I say.
His middle name’s Hussein, ya know.
How UN-American is that?
“Who is ‘that’ tall dark one?” you ask.
Why, he’s one black, elusive cat.
Who is Obama? Who is he?
He’s really not one of our kind!
He lived in Indonesia once…
Hawaii, too! Keep that in mind!
He won’t support our troops--oh no!
He’s not a patriot like me.
I’m just a down home country girl.
Heck, I’m a hockey mom, ya see.
Why, he’s elitist; I’m mainstream.
Ya know, I’m like the rest of you.
Gosh darn it, I’m no millionaire.
I know what y’all are goin’ through.
I’m a maverick reformer.
Oh, I’m a mighty Amazon.
My heels are on; my gloves are off.
I’m here to save the day for John.
Who’s on Board the Straight Squawk Express?
or Joe the Plumber Et Al
by Elaine the retired teacher
Joe the plumber,
Mack the Knife,
Hal the husband,
Val the wife,
Don the dentist,
Dick the doc,
Phil the farmer,
Hank the hawk,
Gail the grocer,
Ken the catcher,
Pat the daft
Police dispatcher,
Val the vet and
Babs the baker,
Chad the chocolate
Candy maker,
Al the actor,
Sal the singer,
Greg the guy
Who sniffs his finger,
Bud the butcher,
Mike the mayor,
Steve the hunky
Land surveyor,
Peg the pilot,
Bill the banker,
Nell the nightly
News-hour anchor,
Vic who drives
the old age van,
Rob the Roto-rooter man,
Will the waiter,
Gil the gilder,
Bo the brawny
Body builder
Ted the teacher,
Don the drummer,
George and Sarah--
Dumb and dumber…
Driving over
Hill and dale
Busy on
The campaign trail.
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