Circulating Images Not stomaching the day, The canvases Doomed he brushed another, He gave his She’s auctioned it, Hanging is the painting: He’s moved: The canvases were spoiled again, Doomed he brushed another, For lamb chops The auction went well, It was hung on a wall As good as gold He’s moved To paint the rosy picture well To market Home again He’s moved to the mountains The stock market has crashed
tuna fish can empty.
were spoiled by ugly reds, and
gloom was fed
the last crust of bread.
painting a fish for trade.
masterpieces to her
a supermarket manager
who risked it to a gallery, and
gave to him a fish.
sold it for ten thousand.
fashionable wall,
upper crust ball. The
picture’s picture is in the paper,
a public promotion growing
a studio in the woods
a crust of bread so moldy.
painting a lamb for trade
he gave his
masterpiece to her
a farmer’s wife who
sold it to the banker.
a sale for a million.
for a mansion’s hall
with guards and velvet rope.
a “Fish” and a “Lamb”
were made
a collection piece.
to a hovel
painted an abstract.
the syndicate’s issued paper for
the Greatest Artists’ Corporation.
to market, the
art stock and bond
home again
he’s eating a frog.
to look at the stars
and so has he.
— Snerd Lee Limbaugh
Archive for January, 2009
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Snerd Lee Limbaugh Poetry Rush In Capistrano’s
Children of The Congress And Rush Limbaugh in Capistrano’s Partisans of the Congress, Businessmen don’t eat in Partisans of the Congress, My chef is willing Partisans of Congress, But Rush has come to Capistrano’s
the people have no bread.
“Let them eat infrastructure.”
my Capistrano’s anymore. My
restaurant might close,
my waiters are laid off. The
swallows have come back, but
the fat cats have not.
business has no capital gains.
“We’ll aim their taxes high –
a trillion or so.”
to build a
trillion dollar road, but
he wonders if
his carving knives
can dig a dry hole
the people have no jobs
except for Limbaugh, the
last man standing.
“Don’t listen to him
a partisan.”
laid a plan on my table. He’s got
a hope and a dream for change:
Let 540 billion bridges blossom,
460 tax cuts for Gotham –
his movie is hiring actors.
I’m taking lessons.
— Snerd Lee Limbaugh
