Xi (Jinping) Walks in Beauty
The leader of P.R.O.C.
Is a masculine man, all agree.
It takes no great Druid
To see he ain't fluid--
Despite the fact he's pronounced she.
Yes, our partner in commerce is male.
Xi's a he, can't you see, so all hail!
He rules commie China
Without a vagina:
Genitalia o'er pronouns prevail.
OMG ... killing myself laffing!Originally Posted by Pompey Bum
Well done, mon ami!
Our task must be to free ourselves by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty
~Albert Einstein
Why, thank you, Ms Kiz_Paws. I'm Bum.
Some like me and less so do some.
If God's will or Satan's
We've made our acquaintance.
Pray look for poetics to come.
Hello once again, man in bunny suit,
It's good to have you back, truly a hoot.
I hope you've been well,
Far from any hell.
And if not, at least you've got the boot.
There once was a poet named bum
who wrote while he chewed on his thumb
his lover said please
have some crackers and cheese
and now his keyboard is loaded with crumb
See how you inspire me, lol!
(and OOPS -- I spelled your username wrong, forgive me!)
Our task must be to free ourselves by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty
~Albert Einstein
A fine gentleman named Pompey Bum
Felt a craving for hot buttered rum
But while drunk, such a shame,
Spilled the rest on the flame
Thus the Bum to the rum did succumb
Good to see you, Pompey.
You must be the change you wish to see in the world. -- Mahatma Gandhi
There once was an etoile du nord
Who lived on a Finnish fjord.
He loved a good ice floe,
And Chablis and Bordeaux,
And women, I hear, by the horde.
Nice to see you again, NS.
Its Pompey not Pompeii, that's me.There once was a poet named bum
who wrote while he chewed on his thumb
his lover said please
have some crackers and cheese
and now his keyboard is loaded with crumb
See how you inspire me, lol!
(and OOPS -- I spelled your username wrong, forgive me!)
Though a Bum's all I wish for to be.
But your moniker dubious
Evokes Mount Vesuvius--
And renders an ash out of me!
There once was a fellow named Calidore.
At a restaurant he ordered a salad or
Some rubbish like that
Then popped by for a chat
And we chowed down three fourths of a grocery store.
Great to see you, too, Cal.
Ha ha ha! There's no stoppin' ya!Its Pompey not Pompeii, that's me.
Though a Bum's all I wish for to be.
But your moniker dubious
Evokes Mount Vesuvius--
And renders an ash out of me!
Our task must be to free ourselves by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty
~Albert Einstein
Yes, so my wife says.Ha ha ha! There's no stoppin' ya!
"There's no stopping you!" cried my wife.
My moves had been supple and lithe.
I had jumped her abreast
Till she begged for a rest:
Ah, checkers! Sweet succor of life!
An extremist vegan
I think even vegetables have feelings,
And so, I don’t eat potato peelings
Nor do I consume grains,
Crushed in mills, with great pains
Soon only with worms do I have dealings.
Save the Taters
Give a thought to proud Erin's poor fruit:
The potato (well, more of a root).
Yes, of course it has feelings:
Sad eyes peer from its peelings--
Skinned alive by some herbivore brute!
There once was a man named Puccini
who loved his clam sauce on linguini
his wife she did try
with a tear in her eye
to make him a dish of zucchini
A detestable beast is the clam.
Dig it up and it squirts on your hand.
Boil it down in a pot
And slurp up what you've got--
You end up with a mouth full of sand.
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