Ruthless Limericks

 

Ruthie Ginsburg is gone, and that’s sad.
Trump will find a replacement to add.
Let us look on and cheer
As appointment draws near;
The progressives now drive themselves mad.

 

From the ACLU to the Court,
she promoted the right to abort.
You may claim she was God’s
but she seemed, by all odds
more a midwife of murderous tort.

 

Say goodbye. Now her honor is spent.
A new judge now begins their ascent.
Ruthie’s star has gone dead.
A black hole . . . or a red?
(Only Jesus can say where she went.)

 

 

Riotous Limericks

You’re so stupid you think it’s sincere:
Urban violence designed to spread fear.
It’s a crisis they use
When they win, we all lose;
Civil chaos. The methods are clear.

Angry rent-a-mobs, looting and burning,
Destroy other’s livelihoods, earning
A good rioter’s wage
For destruction and rage
(As the locals, too late, are now learning).

The democrat leaders in Minn.
Are uncertain just where to begin
Cleaning egg off their faces.
They egg on the races . . .
The narrative’s starting to spin.

Underage Limericks

Jeffrey Epstein is gone. Suicided?
The conclusion is still undecided.
A libidinous god . . .
or a jewel for Mossad?
The tribunal is deeply divided.

Mr Epstein is gone . . . wonder where.
Is he dead? All conjecture is fair.
Was that him on the slab?
We all hoped we would blab;
his declassified secrets to share.

While her In-N-Out burger went cold,
Madame Maxwell held secrets untold.
She looked young for the times;
Let her pay for her crimes
and we’ll help the fine lady grow old.

This procurer of underage tail
made the Post, and then later, the Mail
Let us sing a refrain
for recruiter Ghislaine:
we would like her detained without bail.