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Our Land
by Graham Ereks

Our land is a habitat where the guerrillas
Drink human blood; feeding on the flesh
Of humans; for it is a bloodbath zone
Where gun wounds and massacre have
Become the order of the day.
Our land is in tears; moaning every so often,
The trees and waters bleed due to pains and injuries,
The crocodiles prey on human flesh while the vampires
Roam the street at night drinking human blood
Like the Dracula, so bloodthirsty!


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Giant of Africa my Foot
by Graham Ereks

The giant of Africa
The almighty Nigeria,
I salute you, my country
For indeed you are a giant.

Your people are weeping,
Praying that Nigeria
Be better one day-
Fifty years after independence
The citizens are still living in paucity,


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A Little List of Greetings
by James V Daniels

Merry Christmas one and all, a time for joy and cheer. So I made this little list of greetings, would you like to hear?

Merry Christmas Saudi, for you we bring new weapons. We hope you will enjoy them when you fire them on Yemen.

Merry Christmas EU, for you we bring an agreement (by the end of March). And if none, we'll extend the transition period, though we have no right to ask.

Merry Christmas Schools, for you we bring more funding. Though not quite as much as potholes, which, we thought you would find touching.

Merry Christmas MI5 for you we bring much data. But if nothing to hide you have nothing to fear, so tell THAT to all the haters.


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Martha's Plight
by Graham Ereks

At sixteen Martha outgrew her age,
Thinking to herself, 'I've come of age'.
'Am I not old enough?' She asked in folly,
Captivated by a lifestyle, indubitably phoney.

Mama and papa sought Martha's indulgence
Giving her advice to which she gave no audience.
'Stay away from the male gender', the duo said
But the forbidden fruit she did choose to be fed
With, triggered by post-primary infatuation.


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Another Daring Deed – in Trump’s own words on Soleimani’s death
by Dr. Robert Ippaso

Yes, I’ve done it once again
Removed a seeping cancerous pain,
Soleimani’s dead and gone,
The devil’s agent, the Ayatollah’s pawn.

Long the source of all things bad,
Few if any should feel sad,
If his passing caused a stir
His gruesome end aimed to deter.


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Yes I'm a Billionaire - in Trumps own words
by Dr. Robert Ippaso

They say I inflated
It's they that conflated
Political lies with their version of facts.

The mess they created
Will long be debated
Another attempt to silence and styme.

As often I've stated
Which leaves them frustrated


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My ace up the sleeve - in Biden’s own words
by Dr. Robert Ippaso

I'm senile, demented, a has been, a dud,
At least that's the story, the Republican fad,
Yet little they know in their haste to throw dirt,
That they're helping my cause with their views so absurd.

Each arrow they fly with anger and speed
Is akin to a child that as yet doesn't read,
It has no direction it lands off its mark,
Its aim misaligned, a shot in the dark.


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Thank-you FBI - in Trumps own words
by Dr. Robert Ippaso

They did it they really did it,
Can you believe it, can it be true;
My folks are angry, their passions lit
One voice united, this act the glue.

Little they know the hornets’ nest
They've now unleashed upon themselves,
They may well smirk at their cute start,
But I'm the ogre, they the elves.


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Watch me in action until he departs - in Trump's words
by Dr. Robert Ippaso

The more I think the more I'm sure
The odds were stacked as all can see,
The Media's rotten to the core
At least on that we should agree.

But two years on what do you think,
Did sleepy Joe succeed or fail,
I hear so many took to drink
Watching the saga of Dither and Flail.


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The Nigerian Politician
by Joseph Ogbonna

Bloated belly, swollen cheeks,
and a sunken stiff neck on robust torso.
Yet well fitted in flowing apparels;
falling and being raised frequently
from side to side.
Obscene opulence is your delight,
your prestige and your pride;
amassed unlawfully by the pen,
ever wet for your deception
and thievery.


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