Category Archives: Mike Pence

There’s something amiss going on at the White House, and it’s getting closer to home every day for the worst- oops, First Family.

White House Woes.

‘Dear Mr President, it grieves me to say
I’m sick, so won’t be in to serve today,
I’m ever so sorry,’ your favourite valet-
‘It’s a case of Covid, I’m positively afraid.’

‘My dear Mr Vice-President Pence
I’m sick too, so you’ll have to dispense
With my dealing with the Press’s comments,’
Fake regards, Katie Miller, Press Aide.

‘Dear Ivanka, it’s your Personal Ass here,
I can no longer kowtow to your every need, I fear,
I do hope I’ve not spread more than good cheer.’
‘Good luck,’ your gofer/dogsbody/dress maid.

 

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The President gives another- GREAT- speech, but it’s a bit harder to speak before a house divided than at one of his Rapturous rallies.

Speak Of The…

Donald stood to give his State of the Union speech,
Deep into ‘Mericans hearts and minds he’d reach,
Mike Pence sat on Don’s right, beaming with pride,
And Nancy Pelosi off to his left, the thorn in his side,
Donald’s latest pain in the breech.

As Don talked of working as one, of bipartisanship
The stout lectern trembled in his white-knuckled grip,
And when he spoke of compromise, of give and take
Both lectern and Nancy inwardly groaned ‘gimmie a break,’
Then back to familiarity Don began to slip.

Praises to his great Presidency he  long and hubristically sung,
Every drop of fear about his precious border he wrung,
For eighty odd minutes he ploughed over once hallowed ground
But not Don nor his base heard that echoing empty vessel sound,
‘Nary a flicker of doubt ’bout that forked tongue.

 

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Rex and Don shy away from a battle of words and wits. Good call, Mr Tillerson.

From The Horses Mouth.

When Rex went and called Don a moron
In stepped Vice-President Pence,
Mike has any number of parables to draw on
To say what Rex did, in a biblical sense.

To a quiet corner Rex was led,
Had he been out of his head?
Could temporary insanity be pled?
Rex ruefully listened to what Mike said…

Rex looked at Mike with a new-found respect
Scarcely moving as the realisation set in,
Now Rex understands the need to be politically correct;
As Mike says, ‘the consensus here is ‘cretin.”

I say, is that guy at the podium a touch slow on the uptake? A pause- a long pause- before the President speaks.

Nothing But White Noise, Part Two.

After two days of using a lame ‘blame lies on many sides’ defence
After the denouncing of White Racism by the likes of Mike Pence,
After a st- stuttering start Don is giving ’em a piece of his mind.
After a great deal of thought he’ll leave their KK-kind behind.

He says it, it must be said, with deep regret,
They’re core voters and he owes ’em a debt,
Will his hurtful words hurt the Alt Right?
Will their torch for Don burn as bright?

Without relish he mouths the words some lackey wrote,
Speaking loud enough, yet his voice retains a baffled note,
Recited without so much as an apology for it being ever so late,
Don, dragging ’em through gritted teeth does make Americans grate.