Kings With No Clothes
Voting is a right in America.
Honor one's right to choose.
Let others voice their opinion.
The more information we have- the better choices we can make.
Also -to "not vote" is a "vote".
When all candidates support tyranny, there is only one choice.
It is in this spirit that I have written three lovely odes to "the vote"!
Kings With No Clothes
I can clearly see,
The obvious choice for me.
I certainly do have a voice.
I abhor EITHER choice!
One will shout,
And knock you out!
One will whisper in your ear,
You still get it in the rear.
Either pleads his head case,
As he attempts to erase,
The memory of dead slaves,
And he pisses on their graves.
He calls you a traitor,
If it’s truth you tell.
Move over Satan,
You'll need more room in hell.
He’s the man,
Who will shout and grandstand,
Will trash a fellow man,
He will never lend a hand.
And what you ask,
Will be this price,
To sleep with,
This Anti-Christ?
He IS that politician,
So good at the WAR of ATTRITION!
If all is told,
It’s your very soul.
Republican! Democrat!
Go – vote! Have fun!
The fat get fat!
And the world is done.
He has no facts.
Just an axe.
But if you can hold your nose,
Vote for the King with no clothes.
~by Micky Dee~
I fought in Vietnam for the right to vote!
I fought in Vietnam for the right to speak!
I fought in Vietnam for the right to refuse APPOINTED CANDIDATES!
I fought in Vietnam for the right to cherish the right to vote.
I will not throw my vote away!
I uphold the GOLDEN RULE!
I will turn the other cheek SEVERAL times at the least.
When someone trashes a VETERAN- God may say:
give these folks what they're asking for.
No less than two have severely insulted this VET numerous times.
They called me coward, lazy, a liberal, a republican, you name it.
I took it. I took it. I took it.
Eventually I made my ABOUT FACE and-
they ran away like the cowards they really are.
They are stronger, younger, and whatever.
What I have in my favor is - I don't care.
I ain't running for mayor.
I'm losing my hair,
And my cupboard is bare!
That line is in the sand and I ain't backing down from it!
Plain and simple.
Now before some of you insult me
I want you to know exactly where I stand -
unlike everybody you vote for.
I repeat myself to save us all work, time grief, etc.-
do your homework before insulting.
The few who do insult have NO INFORMATION!
Some just fly around these hubs and pick fights, their rears, my rear, their noses, etc.
Do the homework or your comment is deleted.
I may save every word you put down but you may be deleted.
The few of you are MOUTH-PIECES.
Don't waste my time.
I just won't have it.
My few hours left will not be working for BULLIES!
Read:
Vietnam 1968-1969 Or Was It Yesterday?
The Golden Rule is not just a good idea.
It's THE LAW!
Don't trash a Vet - even if it's Micky Dee!
Chocolate or Vanilla?
You say you have no sins for which to atone,
But you always chew that same old bone.
Sing it like a tenor, bass, or baritone,
Trumpet that sound from a big trombone.
You can blow it out a saxophone.
You can bang it out on a xylophone.
Put your nose on the old grindstone.
Lay your head on a philosopher's stone.
Go ahead an pass the Rosetta Stone.
You can repair the hole in the ozone.
Wrap it all up in an English scone.
We'll write it on your hardheadstone.
You can kick me in my shinbone.
Roll over me with a rolling stone.
It's you who has set the tone.
It's you who set the undertone.
Of desperate wishes you are prone.
Falsehood is the cornerstone.
Spectate as you trash and dethrone.
Freedom- you will again postpone.
The urgency requires more backbone.
But you're afraid of standing alone.
But finally I will end this drone.
Vote chocolate or vanilla.
You get a $#i!-cone!
~by Micky Dee~
In the beginning of this new millennium we have seen
TWO elections that had TOO many IRREGULARITES.
Folks from one party were unscrupulous.
The other party watched the train-wreck and did nothing but spectate.
They grabbed the bags of the new thieves and ushered them into their new home where wars would begin again.
False flags flew in the breeze.
Lies were told.
Thousands and thousands are dead.
Who is at fault?
The only justice we see are on Perry Mason reruns so-
we, the American people, DON"T KNOW ANYTHING!
Shoddy investigations.
The Supreme Court voted for the American people.
The musical trio, the Supremes, are much wiser!
Years ahead in Ohio, voting discrepancies!?!
Voting machines are partly owned by one of the candidates?
Discrepancies?
America asks,
"Can I carry your bags for you as you move into the White House?"
200 years ago, after the Revolutionary War for America's Independence in which tens of thousands of Americans died, the black man was chained. The woman could not vote. The POOR man could NOT decide the direction of America.
200 years later - The POOR man still does not decide.
The American's voting choices are indeed "specially chosen".
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Yesterday, today,
Vote "THIS" way!
America votes "THIS" way.
Years later,
Vote "THAT" way.
America votes "THAT" way.
Years later,
Vote "THIS" way!
America votes "THIS" way.
Years later,
Vote "THAT" way.
America votes "THAT" way.
Years later,
Vote "THIS" way!
America votes "THIS" way.
Years later,
Vote "THAT" way.
America votes "THAT" way.
Years later,
Vote "THIS" way!
America votes "THIS" way.
Years later,
Vote "THAT" way.
America votes "THAT" way.
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Rinse and repeat.
When a local politician visited me I was moved to write a poem to my favorite.
Please enjoy:
An Ode To My Favorite Politician
He trashes my life,
As a Vietnam Vet,
You coward! You’re a scourge,
I will never forget!
You nothing,
Do nothing,
Stand for nothing.
Worship NOTHING!
Attack! Attack!
Stab a VET in the BACK!
He wants a VET to CRACK!
I want to see GOD give you a WHACK!
He’s the middle of the road.
He’s just a toady toad!
Put him in the road,
Run over this TOAD!
I want to see you squirm!
You worm that will never turn,
His heart toward God,
And yes! He will turn or burn!
A Jezebel is what his lips kiss.
And no, he will never be missed.
Seeing him go would be such bliss,
If a catapult was used when he is dismissed!
~Micky Dee~
I do hope hope this poem is received with my deep infection.
I meant this in a good way!
NOBODY - HAS DIED FOR THE RIGHT TO VOTE FOR BAD CHOICES!
THE LESSER OF TWO EVILS IS EVIL.
I have two friends who come by occasionally and beat the living kookapoo out of me.
One is an elephant who cannot remember anything before election.
The other is a donkey who cannot remember anything before they were elected.
I really love it when the donkey kicks me in the head.
When the elephant steps on my back and head - well that hurts worse.
I would choose the donkey except -
the donkey has learned to kick me in the
"persimmons"!
Micky's Other "Anti-Politics As Usual" Hubs:
America's Forefathers And True History!
Coincidences Of The World Trade Center 9/11
The Falsely Accused And Wrongly Imprisoned
False Prophets-False Religions
Vietnam 1968-1969 Or Was It Yesterday?
Pharaoh Ramesses II And The Battle Of Kadesh-The Earlier Art Of Spin And Propaganda
Mary Magdalene-Apostle to the Apostles
Running With Scissors-Semper Fi Stanley Patrick
Driving The Country Off A Cliff While Drunk
The Little School Teacher And Big Business!
I Simply Must Apologize To The Rich And Powerful!
Let's Go To Las Vegas And Vote Them Out!
Politics, Business, Monkey Business and Prognostications by Micky Dee!
Regardless of your opinion - I have a right to think for myself.
Peace!