Sunday, September 23, 2012


My heroes are strong and brave and swift,
And they all wear Dodger Blue,
Their pedigree is rich in champs,
And clowns and losers too.

They stand astride our civic pride,
Protecting hallowed ground,
From Padres wearing camouflage,
Or Giants prowling ‘round.

So take me out to the ballgame,
Where true hearts beat as one,
To the dazzling dance of a double play,
Or a stolen base undone.

I’ll root, root, root for the Dodgers,
In the storied old tradition,
And never mind they’re hitting like bums,
With runners in scoring position.

Oh, baseball’s a tricky and fickle sport,
And I always try to remember,
That June’s fly ball that clears the wall,
Is just a long out in September.
When shadows grow long and standings look grim,
There’s moments of doubt and fear,
But hope springs eternal, and Baseball’s forever,
So fans say…wait till next year.
I have to believe in the Dodgers,
I know they can still go and get ‘em,
But just about every September,
They break my heart if I let ‘em.
© 2010  

Friday, June 29, 2012


Remember, they didn’t trust women to vote,
They fought it for 50 grim years.
They cried and wailed about child-labor laws,
Dollar signs mixed with their tears.

They so hated Social Security,
They cast a unanimous nay,
It offends their values when old folks are paid,
To be useless and just in the way.
Their sinister scheme to starve the government,
Hurts we the people.  That’s us!
While we foot the bill for congressional pay,
They’re plotting to blow up our bus!
Stingy and mean as junk-yard dogs,
This surly crowd pledges to fight,
For your FREEDOM!  To struggle, starve and die,
As long as it’s done out of sight.

Thursday, May 10, 2012


The see-evil Christian speaks loudly of sin,
With a wedge issue up his sleeve.
The golden-rule Christian speaks softly of tolerance.
Permissive!  They’d have us believe.
But beating up gays and preaching damnation,
Seems mean clear through to the bone.
How peaceful t’would be if they’d wait for the Rapture,
And just leave us sinners alone.

Monday, April 30, 2012


Republicans dislike the truth,
They bring their own facts to the fight,
They know when you’re peddling snake oil,
You keep the damn snake out of sight,

They cry global warming’s a hoax,
Suspicious of gravity too,
It’s rumored they still think the world is flat,
I’m sure they have facts if they do.

They think evolution's a liberal trick,
They say contraception's not right,
Their facts show the tax-cut fairy.
Can wipe out the debt overnight.

Their ongoing war on women,
Is too big to hide with a lie,
So what do they do when everything shows?
Deny, deny, deny.

They’re still busy proving our president,
Was some kind of fraud all along,
They cherish the thought they’re the only ones right,
While the rest of the world is wrong.


Wednesday, April 11, 2012


Abortion opponents can have it both ways,
They fight contraception as well.
Instead of one happy solution for all,
Two angry wedge issues to sell.

Friday, April 6, 2012


The guys in the black robes are pissing me off,
They get it wrong year after year,
If you think that money's free speech, try this:
Say "Bartender, where's my free beer?"