House of Paine

what ever happened to supreme gilbert and sullivan ?

  what is this ...

  a maudlin  national  mood rehersal  ?

 
once again
like every year
  its june
and
so here comes 
   the legal beat's
               big showtime 

         its academy awards presentation

                     and ....

                            what's this ......... ?

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 suddenly
   out comes  this
      grande guignol ......

        relete with
           with its very own 
         punishingly
             gruesome
          star turn  finale
                  for el supremo himself 
                          chief rumcrust 

  jesus 
               even all 
           the seemingly  endless
                          prior high camp 
                               low jinx 
                                of this  dim wits   court 
          
                              never 
                                     prepared me for this  ...

    
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okay  okay
i'm being nasty 
of course i am
        the man's dying 


but hey   
its not my wont
   to run a  gag line out 
   just cause somebody is a  coffin candidate

no mam  

    just cause
     most of these
          9 sorry assed 
                     old fence crows 
            oughta pack it in as of yesterday 
i won't mock ...


   after all
   who among uz
can fairly claim 
  we kick as high as we  once did ?

 but shouldn't there be  a limit  gang ?


shouldn't there be 
      a TKO PROVISION HERE  

 A  CHANCE TO CALL THE FIGHT

"THIS NAN CAN NO LONGER
     DEFEND HIMSELF IN THE RING "



  fucking monkey's uncle 

     even 
       the grand ole oppry recognizes .....limits

 mother of god ....
  even minny pearl 
  was put to sleep eventually 

but nope

not the boids on the high court 



as they chewed their MELTING BEEKS  away
       up there
    we're all 
 trapped till judgement day itself
      with these  rotting vacuities 

   trapped insidethe juristiction 
   any  total 5 
           of these 
        past tense bubbleheads  

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watch em

 and tell me 
u don't  expect

  any one of em
          might suddenly 
               fall into  
             a  fly paper fuddle  
               after getting 
                 left behind...


            see em 
                wrestling
             with " turning next to ... "

                    after  the  previous decision 


what  ghoulish schtick ..

  cross hatched ?

no 
more like booby hatched 


   decisions ?

what'll it be 
head or tails this time ? 

double talk distinctions

no no

i won't dignify 
these  chamber pot miracles 
 
with a characterization
          of their..."work product"


   "  so wpink come on
 are  they really
       that off kilter?"
                                   
   you dare ask that question ?
              off kilter?


               try  fuckin off   
                           the fuckin  sonar  scopes 
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"     age  brings
   a sad scatter of  
                   wisdom "
                  e e cummings  

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indeed             


the  scatter of their wayward
                rambling thought  prints

well

if they  left  visible marks

we'd see  
track  every where 

off walls 

across ceilings 

out windows

down drain pipes
 
up chimneys 

over bailiff's faces .......

thru clerk's ass holes 

anywhere 
that  gets to be far enough
      off the point  

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face it people of amerika 

these are 9 
 "  now where was i " minds 
 9 of em 
9 out of 9 

            all of em
          in   desperate
           cat nap avoidence mode  
      till  
         those  moments
          when a bee stings there butts  
            and  they're off 
                   on an out of control
                     mental  gallop 
                      back to the barn 

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this past week's episode : 
             
  round one 
    souter beflames  the curious yellow briar patch   


 round two 
  madame 'bater me then u'
                         collides with none other then herself     
       
 round three .....

     


and so it went folks

   
   all was  bumper cars 

till there to all astonishment 
        
    nuncio wet back
         kennedy 
        after all these years
     actually butt fucks 
                our lady 
                         of refrains

right up there on the highest bench 
in the land 

aah
and did  
        that  wool browed 
                            leg spreader   o'connor 
                          
                        give him a what ho finish line ...


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  but 
 one soon  forgets
all this  covering flutters

   this ever so usual  
       dance of the  black   robes 


      in the end
    tis but brainless  co-motion  
             

                like 
                 wind thru  death's  hanging laundry.....

 

what  doth it avail  us then?


    
  where's the use
     in covering
          their howling
             absence of fore  thought 

     why 
          won't the liberal press
                 allow  it 
                   to go under noticed

             like it so much deserves  ...

"cause it effects our lives  pink"
 

  what evil  doesn't 

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   and
  don't u
           pity the poor souls either
              
              not even   their  gowns
                      obvious  spatters 
                                    of catsup 

why not ?

    because
  these  burnt bulbs
     are the empire's 
                inquisitors 

     so   a  pee stained   fly or two
                           should be roared over  

  ah 

  if only 
life could remain  so  silly 


    if only their  incontinent 
                     aged blatters 
                      were all 
        the shame these  human pimples 
                        needed to lay   bare                      
                        before the country  ....

but no 

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"at least pink 
      they still mostly kept  their teeth in "


shut up you goonish klown 

i'll not hear of such  levity
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  each time they act ....

         we as a nation
       hang in the balance up there 

 any old time they choose
   a simple majority
  of these  vanished mentalities 
      can send us sliding 
           toward 
      yet another interval in purgatory  

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which brings one 
    by routes non circuitous
   to 
    that  legal sky cap 
                and human gin mill   
                              
              judge  40 acre  thomas 


  behold in your mind's eye 
    
  that brave brave black  man   
       
 larger then life 
                      
               mute head
                       held high
                                with  
                                  a  witlessly callous   
                                                dignity
  
                        damn  
                             that fuckin 
                                   toady 
                                 
                       that monument in ebony
                                      
                             
                        to the rewards  of   servility              
                                        
                                      the fucking  tar head 
                                                 torpor of him  

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   my only fondness...?


for 
that aging  moma's boy soup nazi  

  amerika's  supreme five o'clock shaver  
                                     
                                      the honorable 
                                             sidewalk  bully
                                                tony the also ran 
                                                     sca /leeeee /a   
                       
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and now 
  
at last

 the top guy.....


nothing prepares one for him  

 with his latest  voice

dungeonous with cancer and deathful gargle 

     like a dying  
                Senior Wenzas  box puppet ....



 the shameless   soap suzz macabre 
                     of it all   .....


 it was okay 
       when he 
came before a  senate 
               to help impeach 
            " blow me down bill "
 
all  tricked out  
in his self designed 
            gown enhance- ments ..... 
                   loops of  gold
                 like a fuckin drum major's 
                            flourishes  

hey 

that touch..

to me.....

 for him ....
  
there and then ....
    
       love was in the air 

        he  played 
        the perfect spoon headed
             presiding  pomposity

             a figure 
                 right out of 
                   "trial by jury" 


but 
but
but 
but 

mister chief justice 

please 

in the name of all thats jolly  


no mas 

please i beg you

no mas

its like 
 smelling your own scat in public

no more please

no more throat cut 
           traffic cop shit 

  you're thru pops 
                   thruuuuuuuuuuuu 
             

  take yer 
         grace forsaken 
                   syphlitic 
                      mortal remains
               
              and throw them
            and your cankered  soul too                   
             
         back under that 
                   middle amerikan  
                      cracker barrell 
                                 where 
                          the great   nixon 
                                     found you  
                                  all those many years ago