Obama in a Box?

Since it's my poem, I have decided to *re-post it here on Lim's Limericks with fussy Lim's express permission. He doesn't think Mr. A. Cat will mind, but since I'm only this blog's typist, it seemed best to ask him to okay it first.

The following poem is inspired by today's kerfluffle over President Obama's idea to send more US troops to Afghanistan as a strategy decision, and by Stanley McChrystal's assessment which was 'leaked' in a memo which some say is a 'strategy' meant to pressure the president into seeing things the Pentagon's way - aka, Send More Troops.

Afghanistan

Barack Obama in a box
Afghanistan is like a pox
upon his presidency new
he'd escalate but how and who?

McChrystal memo quite a dud
to land with such a dullish thud
on White House roof and in the hall
Obamaites are right to squall

Since change and hope he touted wide
we'd choose to have the peaceful side
but will the US ever see
an end to war economy?

Though pressure's on to send more troops
our US system has the droops
there are no jobs for every man
returning from Afghanistan.


Jude Cowell 9.21.09 8:49 pm edt

*Poem previously posted at 8:49 pm on Two Hours You'll Never Get Back.

SOTU Boo Hoo 1.28.08

Here's Princess Grace arriving to watch Bush's final (we pray) SOTU address tonight at 9:00 pm est.

Mr.A.Cat, our chief limerick writer, is still overseas on a secret mission, so Lim, Libby Kitty, and I are privileged to be graced by the presence of the lovely Princess Grace. The wadded up paper you see is the limerick below which she was a bit shy about revealing, but I've persuaded her to allow me to publish it in honor of tonight's long-awaited , please God let it be final, State of the Union address before a joint session of Congress:

You read the political wag
economy's starting to sag
it's no news to you
in Bush's SOTU
he'll find lots of reasons to nag.


-Princess Grace, her majesty


(I must agree, Gracie, since overexpensive, overextended wars aren't a financial problem in Bush's exalted pie-in-the-sky world! -jc)

You may wish to read my political astrology post on tonight's SOTU address with the chart for 9:00 pm est and its details included. Arachne, Demeter, and Nemesis will be attendance,too.

Rhyme for America's Common Man

Franc the Cat dropped by today to kindly encourage me to publish a rhyme written in the continued absence of Mr.A.Cat, our regular bard and political muse. Sheesh! I wish Mr.A. would return to regale us--and if you read the following, you may find yourself wishing it as well!

Yet it is excruciatingly penned on behalf of America...my only nag in the race (and Lim's and Franc's, too):


With the cards all stacked against us for the People's Will is null
and the mouthpiece in our White House loves the Bone upon the Skull
what's a nation of the common man to do in times like these
but petition to our Saviour as we fall down on our knees?

You may ridicule the Bible at your peril so proceed
but you surely know that power fights against our very need
to remain a free society with privacy and rights
as elites promote the hourglass that beggars us our plights.

Yet no one can gain the White House by uplifting ill and poor
they must follow global scripting Snidely Whiplash at the door
home foreclosures on the rise as politicians cool their heels
by their pools of glib indifference they've forgotten how loss feels.

Crying change and hope and special interests have the upper hand
yet the Resident of Washington remains at their command
just a figurehead and puppet nothing changes all is well
send my tax rebate to Visa for I live in credit hell.

Paltry band-aids for the dollar which they wanted to go down
while they raided funds for social nets with arrogance profound
we could chalk it up to politics as usual and greed
with its hatreds always organized to favor lucre's creed.

Yet we know someday the Truth will out and all will be revealed
and the darkness shall be lifted while the cheaters' fates are sealed
will the White House show its dinginess its former splendors past?
Best to shun the halls of power, friend, earth's mighty finish last.


by jude cowell 1.20.08

New World Order Lament

Warning: this is not a limerick but a lament...


Troubles often self-created
voted Bush but now he's hated
part and parcel of a game
recent presidents the same

USA you've gone so sour
oil and gas and poppy power
FBI and CIA
never meant to be this way

Carter Reagan Bush and Clinton
criminal is what I'm hintin'
Rummy Powell Rice and Tenet
throw in Congress and the Senate

We the People by the People
for the People now are sheeple
USA with dragon roar
Pentagon and lies to war

Freedom relic of the past
bio-terrored bombed and gassed
you may think I overstate
if so then it's way too late

Constitution Bill of Rights
last to leave please douse the lights
Liberty her torch upraised
once admired honored praised

like a statue of Hussein
toppled from her former reign
power grids are falling down
infrastructure of the town

Oil has peaked but never mind you
just go shopping love will find you
spying software steals our names
weakened dollar down in flames

EU is the place now wanted
Founding Fathers disappointed
New World's Dream with gun and mortar
nightmare of the New World Order.

--jcowell 11.9.07


(And no, I didn't vote Bush either time. I may write really really bad poetry, but I knew better than to do that. Oil man in the White House--puh!)

I don't think the cat wants to go

Mysteriously there's been another timely limerick sent by special messenger to my abode. It may concern someone in the news who's leaving the White House...sayyyy...on Aug 31?



I don't think the cat wants to go
but stay in the White House you know
and slink down the halls
at embassy balls
pretending he's friend and not foe.

Duplicity's his middle name
he loves all his power and fame
the pick of the litter
a really hardhitter
but despots are always the same.

They're tiresome with all of their rules
not meant for themselves but for fools
like you and like me
I'm sure they'll agree
our fate is to be their footstools.


Mr.A.Cat, Esq.

Lim lims Congress

Here's Lim at the keyboard torturing a limerick of his own:

What Congress don't know
the White House ain't tellin'
they're wasting our dime
compellin' a felon.

Lim


(Didn't have the heart to tell Lim his rhyme isn't actually a limerick..shhh!
But I think Lim wants the White House to give it up. As we once said to Richard Nixon, crook extraordinaire: Stop the Lie Machine!--jc)

Edinbugh Kitten

Here you see Libby Kitty, aka L-Kitty, looking expectant of something good, as you can see. Sweet Kitty!

Meanwhile Mr.A.Cat has phoned in a belated lim or two with very little encouragement from yours truly and so I must post it here if I want any din din at all from Chef Lim and his magic cookery, and tonight it's my fave...Pearl Biscuits with Butter Gravy...do you blame me for being so easily bought and sold?


An Edinburgh kitten came by
to sample Churchillian Pie
another G-8
will set matters straight
he'll be on his own in July.

It's funny the worst men around
are welcomed in Washington town
the White House says Hi
come share in the pie
I bake and you swallow it down.

Admiring each other we must
with poll numbers down in the dust
the fool and the jester
a hapless investor
if not us then whom can you trust?


Mr.A.Cat

Whom, Mr.A? Impressive for a kitty cat! Then there's a second ill-humored verse from this morning's mysterious email, yahoo address untraced, lim untitled:


A kitten stopped by the World Bank
he had several tellers to thank
you rid us of Paul
the king of 'em all
an ass if I may be quite frank.

He wanted to bomb in the East
unleashing America's beast
but did so much harm
the King of Alarm
we won't miss him not in the least.


Mr.A.Cat


(My assumption is that Mr.A's King of Alarm reference is to the Solar Eclipse of August 11, 1999 to which Nostradamus referred centuries ago, and which has been translated by the great astrologer, Nicholas Campion, as the King of Alarm Eclipse. Sounds about right to me considering the New Millenium's flavor so far--and is aka, the King of Terror Eclipse. And Wolfie was a driving force in the invasion of Iraq after all. But let us not forget 9/11...the pretext the scoundrels hid behind.--jc)

A cat in the Watergate

But how did he get there?

This limerick is an incendiary piece of fluff but my dinner has been withheld since last evening and so I give in to Lim who represents Mr.A.Cat in all matters--including this exposay of limerick groanability. And if you intend to avoid the upcoming rhyme, this would be a good time to exit. Pick any link and click.

Whatever.


Here goes:



A cat was let in to the Watergate
he wandered about with an addled pate
a portrait replied
the White House has lied
let's throw the bums out before it's too late.


Mr.A.Cat


((April 28 = IMPEACH))

kittens of peace go to Syria

Early this morning Mr.A.Cat phoned in this rhyme about a certain delegation now visiting the Middle East and meeting with presidents all about the place. You may feel differently about their mission of peace (as it seems to be known) but as usual, Mr.A. has pithy feline feelings fluffed with sass:


When kittens of peace go to Syria
they plop in the midst of hysteria
and speak to both sides
the White House derides
as Cheney and Bush show their fear o'ya.

Don't mess with our daft foreign policy
we like wars that help our economy
get back to the House
and squeek like a mouse
forget without us that you're number three.


Mr.A.Cat


The White House isn't barking about the Republicans--Wolf, Pitts, and Aderholt--meeting with President Assad in Damascus on Sunday (slipping in before Pelosi)--only about the Dem delegation. Hmm-m-m-m...

Pelosi Dismisses Criticism of Syria Trip

on The Button

Princess Grace (pictured here in her spy-training days), Lim, and Mr.A.Cat have been discussing the lastest episode of TV's 24 where a presidential *usurper is simply itching to press The Button on imagined foes.

Why? Out of "fear," says another of the show's characters.

It's true...Testy Testosterone may ruin the world and the blowback will maim for generations. "Criminal minds are weak minds," meows Mr.A.Cat remindingly with his usual kitty wisdom. Are you ready now for Mr.A's latest rhyme in which he abandons his favorite limerick meter--and expresses his own deep fears?



Twitchy finger on The Button
rest of us will be as mutton
if you lose control your nerve
gives us what we don't deserve.

You're a freak I do declare though
hoof and horn sprout from your torso
BP Exxon Shell and Mobil
pop your cork we'll go Chernobyl.


Mr.A.Cat


*some people will do anything to coup the White House.

Kitten in the Roosevelt Room!!

In honor (?) of Bush's short speech this morning from the Roosevelt Room of the White House, Mr.A.Cat has phoned in a request for a posting of his usual sassiness:


A kitten was telling the news
the Roosevelt Room he did choose
he'll stay in Iraq
don't bore him with flak
his arguments you can't refuse.

With rationale changing at will
to be rubberstamped on the Hill
the Dems are as bad
methinks we've been had
while *Blackwater sends us the bill.


Mr.A.Cat




(Nice snarl, Mr.A! In his speech, Bush asked for "more time", attempted once again to connect the war in Iraq with the attacks of 9/11, and conjured up what would happen to the region if the US left Iraq. He didn't mention that his misdirected energy and poorly-handled misadventures in Iraq have set up those regional possibilities. He also neglected to mention--or to notice--that THERE IS NO TIME that our boots will EVER sit well upon their sand.--jc)

HEADS-UP: *Blackwater is a new book by Jeremy Scahill (sp?) who was interviewed on NPR's Fresh Air today. If you missed the interview, it's a good 'un for understanding what's really going on in the Bush-Cheney-Rumsfeld outsourced-by-mercenaries war in Iraq (and elsewhere) by the used-to-be USA...or at least, on "our" behalf and in our name. We called her, America.

LATE NIGHT UPDATE: Tavis Smiley this evening had as guest film director Robert Greenwald who gave Shout-Out to a website where you can catch up on the personal sacrifices being made in our names--the ones the Bush administration and the neocon-leaning media don't want you to view.

It's the Iraq Veterans' Memorial so give the chickenhawk neocon jingoists a pass and check it out.

And you can add your own veteran's video if you have one, Lim says, and it's Mr.A.Cat-approved...guaranteed.