Posted on July 29, 2011 by A.H. Scott
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……….Eroticism is one thing that makes my pulse race. The other is politics. Oh, don’t get me started on the dysfunction that the pampered politicians have created. Asman’s image was mind-bending and thought provoking. President Obama should be like Tyson and throw a single punch to the Tea Party and knock them the hell out. But, that would be too right a thing for him to do, right? LOL
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Okay, I’ll be serious about it. If the debt ceiling was raised time and time again the past, what is so different now? Hmmm, could it be because his opponents think this President is a man who can be steamrolled? I guess so. But, I hope they can come to some kind of compromise.
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COBBLE
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Cantor holds a tiny dagger behind the Speaker’s back
Obama is trying to be peacemaker, but he’s gotta be Ali
Boehner is torn between two t’s – Tea Party & Tanning
Bachman has that twinkle of chaos in her eyes
Lawmakers on the Hill act so damned shrill and infantile
Eagerly paid lobbyists and think tank brains laugh and shuck
C.O.B.B.L.E, one and all they are with America’s economy
House, Senate, White House will always have their paychecks in hand
As for the rest of society, we’ve gotta make a plan
You see, either way the debate may go
Elderly, poor and the humbled masses will be cast aside on their asses
Unless you’ve got a private jet
Your future will be up in the air
USA is turning into Lewis Carroll world today
Black is white,
Rich is poor
The rest of us are just decimal points on treasury’s ledger
Stack away your dollars beneath a mattress of tears
New Deal and Great Society in the crosshairs
Yet, Tea Party-poopers act like Alfred E. Newman
“What, Me Worry?” in their frozen stares
Of course they don’t
They win whether or not there is a deal or not
Without a deal, they can say they are the hero for the common man
With a deal, they can say we brought ‘em to their knees
Either way, they come out smelling like roses
Seeds of destruction that they have planted will blossom in bitterness and destruction
Bathing an American public in burnt ash and blood
Bailouts for Wall Street, who needs not a penny
Foreclosures for Main Street, who needs help but doesn’t get any
Union crushing and austerity rising
No wonder America is in a crisis
And, the band played on…..
– A.H. Scott
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About The Author: Draped in freedom’s spirit, A.H. Scott is a sizzling scribe of unveiling sensuality. Residing in the Northeastern United States, this writer is armed with pouting pen of passion and pulsating digits pounding against keyboard. Between this lady’s manicured fingers, a snaggy stylus lacerates parchment and masticates digits against a misting keyboard towards a just climax literary longing. She’s a new voice and vision of fiction. who has been writing short stories and poetry ever since childhood.




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July 31st, 2011 at 03:32
Bob Asman: Kool….