News Sonnet Massacre
Streamlined for thy convenience, here be the notable tidings from the USA and all corners of our dystopia!
Note: We know that sonnets should have quatrains three, but that could bore so we cut them to two. We think it’s fine but if you disagree, send your complaints to dontcare@fuckyou.
Penny, Chauvin and Neely
Penny stopped Neely like Chauvin stopped Floyd Bettering mankind and society The cases’ sameness is hard to avoid But Chauvin got screwed and Penny went free Penny and Chauvin, it seems, are the same Men who don't flinch, always do what they should But men like these play a treacherous game If the two met then it might not be good If the two met then Penny with nerves steely Might choke out Chauvin ’cause he too is kneely
MK-Ultra Luigi
A handsome young wop has answered the call Name of Luigi, a smart guy who knows How to reduce healthcare costs for us all By giving lead-poison to CEOs They say among the books Luigi read Was the script writ by the bomber that's uni When poor young Lu read what Uncle Ted said The words, they tell us, made that kid go loony But what if all our Luigis and Teds Are loony scripts writ for us by the feds?
Hawk Tuah’s Gift
Across the web praises have long been sang Of the young tramp with a distinctive trick Her sage advice is to: “Spit on that thang!” A Pavlov dog that will worry your stick Of course, Hawk Tuah is of whom we speak A mid-range broad with a mouth that won’t quit Hawk took to hawking crypto-coin last week Collected fortunes—then it turned to shit All her poor fans who wish she had sucked ’em Didn’t get touched, but Hawk Tuah fucked ’em
That’s our report on the news of the day. If you disliked it then you, sir, are gay. And not gay as the renowned bard might say, but a stick-bundle that’s flaming away.
As a bad poet myself, I applaud any whose doggerel does not shame my own. While my reputation is not one of health bad rhymes are all I have known.
"stick-bundle that’s flaming away."
That's why they're called fagots
Flaming Faggots