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Wednesday, April 1, 2020

Three Fine Days...Plus Eggcentricity VIII


One Fine Day in the Rose Garden

His tone’s unpresidential.
He’s the Frozen One.
His lying’s exponential.
He’s the Hosin’ One.
He sleepwalk’d all through March.
He’s the Dozin’ One.
Still, he’ll save you – though he’s arch.
“I’m the Chosen One.”

  

One Fine Day in the Oval Office

“All across our great country, 
I'm seeing this virus getting caught.
I like viruses that don’t get caught.”


     





One Fine Day on the Phone Call to China

“Listen, Ivanka, 
President Xi is calling it 
the 'ColonaVilus.'”





          Eggcentricity VIII
Eggcentric Fellini:
Anita Eggberg


Of Pontiffs, Personas and Potables: A Rhyme Spree

Each verse in the  poem  below selects  from two to four  beverages ("pick'd  poisons"), the  last- mentioned of which  is alw...