Ode in Honor of Queen Hillary's Coronation

In Honor of Her Majesty's Reign, I beseech
Important lessons of her to teach.

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Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock
Queen Hillary chooses her frock
Tweedle-dum, Tweedle-dee,
Who’s the person that she shall be?
Flip-flop, flip-flop, flip flop,
Prevarications she can’t stop,
Gown Red or Gown Blue,
To which color is she true?
In which guise shall she be seen?
Neither Red nor Blue, It shall be Green.

Mirror, mirror, on the Wall
Who is the basest of them all?

She shall ride in Coach of Gold,
For there is no more fitting mold.
She ascends steps to the Throne,
Long for which she sought to own.
Upon ascension she has spoken:
“All promises made were merely token”

Mirror, mirror, on the Wall
Who is the basest of them all?

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Medusa’s mantle shall be her Crown,
to honor her lies and venom sown.
Yet the crown sits heavy on her head,
From the souls of children left for dead.
And from deaths of many soldiers brave,
Led to her wars fomented by a Knave.
Thousands of families torn asunder
For her friends to quickly plunder.

Mirror, mirror, on the Wall
Who is the basest of them all?

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It is from history we must learn,
for her character to discern.
Shall we look at her in dark of night
or more to our advantage in the light?
Shall we see staunch courage and high resolve,
or learn of forsaken Truth and Honor as she devolves?
Shall she reign over the land
Building castles on the Sand?

Mirror, mirror, on the Wall
Who is the basest of them all?

Some say your soul is on fire,
Loudly chanting "Liar, Liar"
Yet you these words do disdain,
Alas, truly your soul is aflame
No one else is to blame,
History will record your shame.

Mirror, mirror, on the Wall
Who is the basest of them all?

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Bollox Ref's picture

reminds me that my father was a soldier lining the route for the funeral of George VI, the Queen's father.

Anyway, carry on.

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Gëzuar!!
from a reasonably stable genius.

I suspected you were British because of your name. That word is not in common usage in the US, but I heard it a lot when I lived in London.

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It's simply too painful to acknowledge, even to ourselves that we've been taken. Once you give a charlatan power over you, you almost never get it back. Carl Sagan

detroitmechworks's picture

Is that it fits far too well with Hillary.
Those that gaze upon her become rigid in their politics...
Only here's hoping from this one's defeat we get a Pegasus.

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I do not pretend I know what I do not know.

NonnyO's picture

I'm deathly afraid of them and nearly screamed when I scrolled down and saw those vile creatures!

Needless to say, I didn't finish reading the poem.

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I believe in an America where the separation of church and state is absolute ..., where no church or church school is granted any public funds or political preference. — President John F. Kennedy, Houston, TX, 12 September 1960

Cachola's picture

Not that I am afraid of eggs but I cannot even look at eggs without feeling physically sick, especially raw or soft. Eggs in their shell are fine.

Not that I think I will be finding many photos of eggs here.

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Mundus vult decipi, ergo decipiatur.

it could put me in a rage all day....

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Lookout's picture

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“Until justice rolls down like water and righteousness like a mighty stream.”

tapu dali's picture

But I should have expected something more reminiscent of Alexander Pope.

Belinda, playing cards in the Rape of the Lock, perhaps?
Let Spades be Trumps, she said, and Trumps they were ...
only to lose for she played Spadillio (the Ace) too soon!

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There are known knowns; there are things we know we know. We also know there are known unknowns; that is to say we know there are some things we do not know. But there are also unknown unknowns – the ones we don't know we don't know.

Alison Wunderland's picture

You could also call this "The Rhyme of the Ancient Harridan."

Was thinking of Herself as Medusa just the other day. I also see her as Cruella de Clinton.

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mjsmeme's picture

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Alison Wunderland's picture

And the disease in unmitigated greed.

I'll refrain from elaborating because you all know altogether too many instances of unmitigated greed. We see it everyday in every action we have with the Establishment--from being ripped off at the supermarket to dealing with robots on the phone to being dismissed by anyone with the slightest amount of power. Where does it end?

I wish I had an answer that doesn't portray my fears. Still... I'm trying to stay up-beat.

The Bernie mini-office near the Chateau seems to have closed over the weekend. I'll contact the local poobahs to offer my services again this morning. Maybe after tomorrow they'll have more manpower from NY to come down here and help.

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mjsmeme's picture

accessories, money launderers, and members of a cabal of mercenaries. And all the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten their grubby hands.

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Alison Wunderland's picture

Every description you list is obviously true and they're all symptoms of greed.

Here's an analogy. Take the Flu, for instance, headaches, runny nose, fever, chills, achy joints--they're all symptoms of having the flu. That doesn't dismiss the severity of the symptoms. Greed is at the bottom of all the corruption, all the pain, all the misery, all the death these people perpetrate on the world.

But they will be stopped, either by the ballot, or by the lamppost. It's going to come down to their choice. I predict the latter.

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