In Louisiana’s bayou so deep

In Louisiana’s bayou so deep,
Extremists, in faith, take a leap.
Forcing kids to read,
Their beliefs, a creed,
Ignoring the law’s sacred keep.

With church and state meant to be parted,
Their actions leave many dishearted.
In textbooks, they preach,
Beyond their own reach,
Their agenda, the law has thwarted.

Yet still, they persist in their quest,
Ignoring what’s right, what’s best.
But the law stands firm,
Their zeal they must squirm,
For freedom demands this be addressed.

In the cinema’s dim-lit domain

In the cinema’s dim-lit domain,
A twist in the plot brought disdain.
A stabbing ensued,
In the theater, so crude,
Where screams replaced the cinematic refrain.

There once was a vote, oh so flawed

There once was a vote, oh so flawed,
Where choices felt shackled, and clawed.
But ranked choice came through,
With a big “F*** you!”
To the systems that left us in fraud.

There once was a flag, so renowned

There once was a flag, so renowned,
In its colors, the nation’s flag found.
But ask if it waves
For new states or graves,
For the traitors, history’s profound.

On Fuji, limits now imposed

On Fuji, limits now imposed,
To curb the trash, dead bodies enclosed.
No more reckless climbs,
In those heavenly chimes,
A summit without filth, now proposed.

The science of the sun, what a sight

The science of the sun, what a sight,
Advancing each day, shining bright.
With fusion, it’s in luck,
Evolution’s grand fuck,
In its radiance, worlds take flight!

Yoga class with pigs, quite a sight

Yoga class with pigs, quite a sight,
Amidst snorts, they stretch left and right.
With oinks as their song,
They all stretch along,
Finding zen in the piggy delight!

In Thailand, a town in dismay

In Thailand, a town in dismay,
Marauding monkeys causing fray.
Lock them up, send away,
That’s the plan for this day,
Hoping peace returns without delay!

Borg drink, a concoction so dire

Borg drink, a concoction so dire,
More lethal than Borg, I’ll inquire.
With each sip, a threat,
A perilous bet,
In its grip, no one dares to aspire!

Through the forest the ambulance sped

Through the forest the ambulance sped,
To aid where help was most needed.
But alas, in the night,
A moose crossed its flight,
A collision of fate, where sorrow is spread.