Monday, August 27, 2007

Poem #239 of 365

"Even my worst days as Attorney General have been better than my father’s best days."
- Alberto R. Gonzales, during his resignation speech

Well then,
does that mean
that being a humble, hard-working,
farmer in the field
can never be as
honorable as being a
deceitful ass-kissing
pin-stripe bureaucrat
U.S. justice as we used to
know it, and mashed
up words to
thwart the Geneva Convention,
suiting his own pathological

You arrogant piece of well-shod
mierda! How dare you even
try to measure your father's
livelihood and labor rewards
against the dismal and despiccable
history of your public service life.


There is not a flyswatter in existence
that can flatten your ego as it so
needs to be flattened.

But this stupid little poem
coming at ya now, Alberto,
is sure gonna try.

copyright 2007 tammy melody gomez

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