James B. Earley Poems

We can't extend humanity's helping hand
.....You've gotta.....remain......in Syria
Making it clear you can't come here...
Thus indeed....our helping hand...criteria
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I can't wrap my head around it
....Radically...don't understand....
Massive amount of folks claiming
...Trump's presence is indeed God's hand
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Amongst my varied pastimes, I find an insatiable attraction to quotations for the profundity of thought, and often their meditative value. I write copious poetry, frequently
inspired by bits of imagination I've acquired somewhere. Occasionally, I'm reprimanded, and told in no uncertain terms, this or that piece is in poor taste, etc. Such is the case with the poem:

Memoirs...Of A Cunning Linguist
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.....As far.......as I can tell
We're all doomed straight to hell...
If "Evangelicals" are merely half-right
....Perceiving....the White House
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Fox News and Friends and then...
There's Trump's disjointed chatter
....Don Lemon....shame on you
This ain't no laughing matter
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Advancing age...permits
...The mind to think
Within this thought….
May this premise sink
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….Question..once hazy
Is Trump….crazy….
‘Tis no longer...an element...to ponder
...Flimflam the scam
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"Witnessing Officers"...thus compounds
Handcuffed-shackled
Lying down
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Washington's response
It's eminent dunce
Hiding somewhere in a bunker
...Hunkered….down
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...You guessed it...I'm locked-up
Right there in Facebook Jail...
You're known to apprehend me
...Every time….without fail
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