Category Archives: Look, I Made a Poem!

A poem for those who don’t get it

Posted on May 18, 2011 by Sabina Becker

I decided to write this, en français, seeing as there are so many in France who still don’t understand what the Dominique Strauss-Kahn case is really all about: Celà que DSK a fait, n’est pas du tout une “liberté” parce … Continue reading →

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Short ‘n’ Stubby: Ms. Manx dips another paw in the Wikileaks

Posted on December 6, 2010 by Sabina Becker

My stump-tailed mascot informs me that if she dips any more feet into this ever-growing lake of leakage, she’s gonna be swimming. Well, hop in, sez I–the water’s turbulent, but so far, it’s fine. And here are some of the … Continue reading →

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Stupid Sex Tricks: Oh, boys…

Posted on November 20, 2010 by Sabina Becker

A woman whose name ends in Ais said to be quite a good layby those who would know.Does their name end in O?I’m sorry, I can’t rightly say.

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Reflections on the (still ongoing) War on Terra

Posted on June 19, 2010 by Sabina Becker

With apologies to Franklin Pierce Adams.Gulf War II is an awful farce.We like it.Dick Cheney pulled it out his arse.We like it.There’s so much there to knock and slam;The bloody thing is one big sham.It can’t fight terror worth a … Continue reading →

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Ode to some (would-be) modern Crusaders

Posted on August 1, 2009 by Sabina Becker

O, what can ail ye, wretched “knights”,Alone and whitely loitering?500+ years out of date,And no bards sing.–special thanks to Bartholomew’s Notes for the inspo, and apologies to John Keats.

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Look who else has been to Cuba…

Posted on March 14, 2009 by Sabina Becker

It’s the President of Honduras! And guess who he met while he was there (on the 4th)?Manuel, Fidel. Fidel, Manuel. You know the rest, so I won’t tell.This business of LatAm/Caricom leaders visiting Cuba is getting to be…almost routine, wouldn’t … Continue reading →

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One more leader goes to Cuba

Posted on March 5, 2009 by Sabina Becker

This time it’s Leonel Fernández, the president of the Dominican Republic. And you don’t have to guess who he met with while he was there…Leonel, Fidel…Fidel, Leonel. Fidel’s still lookin’ mighty swell. Some say he’s frail, but he’s clearly quite … Continue reading →

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A photo Washington would like to wish away

Posted on February 14, 2009 by Sabina Becker

Michelle, Fidel…Fidel, Michelle. Doesn’t Fidel look awfully well? He’s supposed to be dead, but he’s obviously swell.Corny rhymes aside, this is real. Check the Chilean government website if you don’t believe me. And if you don’t believe that, you can … Continue reading →

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Stupid Sex Tricks: There once was a man from Aberdeen…

Posted on September 18, 2008 by Sabina Becker

…who craved a used screwin’ machine.Himself he amused.The thing, he abused.And the vendor? She found him obscene:Warning: Serious man-boobs. May frighten your cat.

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Someone’s ass needs kicking again

Posted on March 31, 2008 by Sabina Becker

Y’see, there’s this fella named ThorWho is more than a bit of a whore.He shouts and he screamsAnd he pouts and he preens–The rest of us wonder what for.

Posted in Crapagandarati, Look, I Made a Poem!, Newspeak is Nospeak, The Hardcore Stupid, The Nausea | 3 Comments