POEM: A Pillsbury® Presidency

Posted on July 31, 2026 by Top Pun

No offense to the Pillsbury Doughboy™, the original roll model…

A Pillsbury® Presidency

The commandeer-in-chief
Is the original roll model
A dough boy
Awe be it half-baked
Willing too due anything
Accept warring himself

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POEM: Awe Ethics

Posted on July 31, 2026 by Top Pun

We should awe have skin in the game in a spirited weigh…

Awe Ethics

Awe ethics
Is a bout
Restraint
On won self
Choosing not too due
Sum thing they other wise
Might due
Never the less
Effacing that compassionate knot
Any how
Most weaks
You can count on
Just a bout
Awe humans
More, then satisfied
Lording
Over others
In deed too
Their own
Death
That rush
To necessity
More comforting
Than costly freedom
Of awe beings
A trader to the vary ends
To witch
Our hopes are razed
As we mete our equals
In pain the accost
Of spiriting flesh
Won way
Or the other

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POEM: Owed to Un-democratic Sen. Chuck Schumer

Posted on July 31, 2026 by Top Pun

A poem, a bout, con descending…

Owed to Un-democratic Sen. Chuck Schumer

Sen. Charlie Schumer
Handing down his pronouncements
A speech knot quiet free
Had to efface a constituent rising
Delivering his rebuke
With aside of genocide
As up Chuck on the podium
And citizen Schumer in Sen.-like contempt
Made his democratic pronouncement
“They didn’t come to hear you.”
Still
In the foolness of time
That grave day will come
When this Charley hoarse on democracy
Will
Meat
His own
Demise
And the unherd won’t be there
At his bequest
They didn’t come
To here you

 

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POEM: Necked Truth

Posted on July 30, 2026 by Top Pun

Much of what we have materially wrests on the necks of others…

Necked Truth

They learned balance in their own
Life
Precarious
Moving
Neck and neck
From won
To an other
Awe the wile
Getting
Aheads
Rolling
Others on the ropes
Most necks
Conveniently turning away

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POEM: Spring Feeled Ohio – Owed to Haitians Caste Out

Posted on July 30, 2026 by Top Pun

The Trump-Stephen Miller Regime is set to caste out Haitians on Temporary Protective Status. This is nowhere more tragic than Springfield, Ohio where Haitian refugees and immigrants have revitalized this rust belt city. Adding to the irony, the U.S. Department of State has issued a Level 4: Do Not Travel advisory for Haiti due to risks of crime, kidnapping, and terrorism. Travelers are strongly advised to avoid all travel to Haiti at this time. This poem goes out to all of the Haitians at risk of being caste out…

Spring Feeled Ohio – Owed to Haitians Caste Out

Who billed Springfield, Ohio?
Haitian refugees and immigrants
Welcomed as strangers in anew city
Previously not knowing jack
Booting out
After taking on Jōbs
Know body ails
Wanting
Too due
Soully to feel
The black arts of irony
Of going back
To winter in America first
An owed play
Rears, its ugly head
As The Producers™
Of spring time for Hitler
Totally for getting
Their own
Advice a bout
Travailing to Haiti
As wholly a void
Axing US
To pain know a tension
To The Man™ behind
Curtains
For US

 

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POEM: Indicting AI

Posted on July 30, 2026 by Top Pun

I am tolled that we can indict a ham sandwich, but not regulate AI…

Indicting AI

“While food safety standards demand strict oversight on how a sandwich is prepared, stored, and sold, the world’s most transformative technology—capable of rewriting economies, societies, and perhaps humanity itself—is operating in a near-total regulatory vacuum.” –A quote eaten from the internet

The doomer-verse
Indicts the artificially intelligent
Boomers
As the bomb
Robots eschewing any rule
What sow ever
Wile still kicking as
AI
Is regulated less than a ham sandwich
As we raze to replace
Awe humans
Is just
Not me
Soully every won ails
As we are bared
End up
Soully Abel
To indict a ham sandwich
As we become pork
Stuck
In the mettle of what
We have
Bred

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POEM: Lessin’ More

Posted on July 29, 2026 by Top Pun

The idea that you have everything that you need may be difficult to accept. However, the idea that you have a pile of stuff that you don’t want may be a better starting place for building simplicity in one’s life. If life doesn’t add up, try subtracting…

Lessin’ More

I AM
Intrigue
Bye having everything I need
What kind
Of holy fiction
Or at lease friction
No’ing that
The very problem
Is having afar
Too much
More, then I need
Bared under
A pile of shit
Knot kneading
Forever considering
Mine the shit
When it is soully shit
Adding up
Making me
Wanting
Up heavin’
Over me
Over my ahead
Might it be
More simple
Then I think
That take aweigh
Lessin’ more
As long
As it takes
A God plot
Nothing too spare
In compass
Awe that I have
At any given moment

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POEM: Precariously Tween, Iraq and Hard Plays

Posted on July 29, 2026 by Top Pun

Trump’s quagmire of ambitions in Iran is the true attest of his lack of character…

Precariously Tween, Iraq and Hard Plays

The Man™
Whose mettle name is Trump
Is a bout too get
A lessin
In real state
His presumed expert tease
Iran lies
Precariously tween
Iraq and hard plays
A terrain of inevitability
Aheading untoward him
Run, Donnie, Run!!
As forced grump
Rather droning on
About the white hows
Again
Making US grate
At his idolized fete
All his goings on
A national stall
And his throne
His own
Of L incarnate
Sow much worse than W

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POEM: Sewer Social Lists — Owed to Progressive Populists Inspiring Movements

Posted on July 28, 2026 by Top Pun

From the bowels of my art, this poem goes out to progressive populists inspiring movements (and winning elections)…

Sewer Social Lists — Owed to Progressive Populists Inspiring Movements

“Sewer Socialism focuses on pragmatic governance and public services rather than revolutionary ideology. It aims to improve urban infrastructure and public health.”

Amidst trash talk
And logjammed politics
Rats!
Those dam socialists
Keep coming out
On top
In elections
They can’t afford
To say Uncle Sam
In such a dam nation
The cons holed up
In their sinking ship
Blinded buy a whiz dumb
As the fan of fans gets hit by the ship
Not see, nothing hear
Speak no eval
Even what rats no
Enough to not drown
And truly know
Who is in the same bout with them
Others
As just
As likely
To be exterminated
Bye their furor
Left in the gutter
Assembling the grate unherd
The chants to govern
The streets
The exiled hoods
The truly great
Unwashed
Working class
Over raided
As wince be for
The cries of rats
Out pooring
From the sewer
Sow becoming
The masters of destiny
More than their own

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POEM: Anew Horizon

Posted on July 28, 2026 by Top Pun

Expand your mine…

Anew Horizon

He was quiet assured
That he could see amor
Then he could
Passably under stand
A panoramic sweep of his incites
Ether really grasping
In what might be
Awe embracing
Perspectives
On anew horizons

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POEM: Commie Chameleon

Posted on July 28, 2026 by Top Pun

The Don has a sick sense – he sees red people. This poem, Commie Chameleon, is a satirical take on the 1980’s hit song, Karma Chameleon, by Culture Club…

Commie Chameleon

The king Don’ed his robe
There every wear
There every wear
Commie, commie, commie, commie, commie
Chameleon
Red goaled
And green
Red goaled
And green
Scene every wear
Commie, commie, commie, commie, commie
Chameleon
Soully unseen
Buy those Don’ing
Only red
Only goaled
Only green
Awe at the sum time
Hearts beaten
Buy the drum
Of that culture club
Amen without conviction
Ah men, who doesn’t know
How to sell a contradiction
You come and go, you come and go
Commie, commie, commie, commie, commie
Chameleon
Weather ante commie king of 80’s
[or post 45’s for that madder]
His vice getting the nod and boot
Or his boy George
Loving would be
Easy if
Your colors
Whir like
My dream
Every day is like survival
You’re my lover knot
My rival
Every day is like survival
You’re my lover knot
My rival
Easy if
Your colors
Whir like
My dream
Red goaled
And green
Red goaled
And green
Commie, commie, commie, commie, commie
Chameleon
Red goaled
And green
Red goaled
And green

“Karma Chameleon” is one of several Culture Club songs inspired by the intra-band romance between singer Boy George and drummer Jon Moss who secretly dated each other during the UK band’s ’80s heyday. Boy George told Rolling Stone: “Now people can understand the songs better. They were written about my relationship with Jon, and they were also written about being a gay man in a homophobic world.” He added: “I was selling this big lie.” My poetic satirical take on this song upends the power dynamic by portraying Republican presidents weaponizing “red scare” tactics in selling this big lie.

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POEM: Passing Threw

Posted on July 27, 2026 by Top Pun

There is a powerful vitality in life that can grant a centeredness even amidst storms…

Passing Threw

The storm passes
Threw awe of us
As stone calms
Reach the firmaments

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POEM: Presidential Inflation

Posted on July 27, 2026 by Top Pun

Trump puffery increases the accost of most everything…

Presidential Inflation

Through and through
His puffery
He inflated
The prize of everything
His afford ability cries
Up on deaf years
His truth lies
In corruptible
His billion bucks
A fool prove system
As being the change he wants
To see in the whirled
For those with common cents
As billed a nation
Proffering dead presidents

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POEM: Hell Know

Posted on July 26, 2026 by Top Pun

Experience is a powerful teacher. And experience is often what you get when you don’t get what you want…

Hell Know

They axed away
Due you believe
In hell
A strange inquiry
In modern daze
To which there is only won
Soul sober response
Believe it?!
I’ve seen it!

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POEM: Steep Clime

Posted on July 26, 2026 by Top Pun

Poets are steeped in more than words. I recommend the steep clime…

Steep Clime

I found myself
In a steep clime
As fit
To a tea
Words trickling me
Soaking up
De-spite ever present gravity
A deep well rising
Never ending spring

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POEM: Where Would You Expect to Find Me?

Posted on July 26, 2026 by Top Pun

That earth homme, think outside, unbox…

Where Would You Expect to Find Me?

“Why were you searching for me?” he asked. “Didn’t you know I had to be in my Father’s house? — Jesus in Luke 2:49

What’s wrong
With yo Mama
Did you no
Where I had to be
My Father’s house
As well
The largesse ever
Sow no problem
If you can’t find
What
You looking for
Know biggie
196 billion, 939 million, 900,000 square feet
A big as God
Re-choirs
Such hows
As form me and my hows hold
Wee shall serve the Lord

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POEM: Ground Flooring

Posted on July 25, 2026 by Top Pun

Living simply is sexy…

Ground Flooring

Lo, I live
Lo, to the ground
Of being
As due less
Still
Begetting amor
Abiding in the hows of wonder
Getting in
That ground flooring
Seduced by bed rock
Again and again
A lewding any won ails
Enjoining unwanted stairs
Until more than soar
Eternally now
Not craven seconds
Abut then
That’s another story

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POEM: The Tao Vocationing

Posted on July 25, 2026 by Top Pun

Whatever you do, do it soul fully…

The Tao Vocationing

The good sports
There worthy faux
The for most soldiering on
Steps into the mine of a posed
The biggest bustyess, man
Waits on a myriad of common goods
The udder most leader
Travails the con tours of the people
Awe of the man infest
The up rightness of under standing
Knot that
They don’t
A door fooly competing
Abut they due it, with soul
They like children playing
With grit and hominy
As the sound of the Tao
May peer corny

See Tao, 68

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POEM: The Content of Realization

Posted on July 25, 2026 by Top Pun

This poem is fore the bred of contentment…

The Content of Realization

“Be content with what you have; rejoice in the way things are. When you realize there is nothing lacking, the whole world belongs to you.” ― Lao Tzu

“When you realize how perfect everything is you will tilt your head back and laugh at the sky.” ―Buddha

The movers and shakers
All ways want
To move things round
A Sisyphean tsk
Of that pipe lyin’
Moving water uphill
As if
Might harness gravity itself
Water you
Going
Too due
In your be longings
Ahead back
Mirrorly laughing
@The Sky

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Cockroach Democracy – Owed to India’s Youth Movement

Posted on July 24, 2026 by Top Pun

The most lively social movement in the world now is the cockroach movement of India’s youth. They have co-opted the characterization of unemployed youth as cockroaches by the Indian regime and started their own cockroach political party and have hit the streets with searingly funny and satirical protests. Here is a commentary from Democracy Now.

Here is a poem cheering on their movement:

Cockroach Democracy – Owed to India’s Youth Movement

Sum wear ails
Then the pillars of democracy pilloried
Youth-like
Cockroaches
Serfing ancient farces
Thrive off
The glue of cardboard kingdoms
Boxing us
In
And out of the wring
Sow flyweight
Taking on super heavy waits
In a KO to OK
In bare assing the reigning chumps
Naked truth in flash mobs
More than bugging
As know kings sweating it
As cockroaches show up
At high noon

 

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