The Misfortune Teller ("Wag the Car")
Wag the Car
(From The Triumph of Strife: an homage to Dante Alighieri and Percy Shelley)

The dog who chased the car and caught the thing
Has problems that it did not once foresee
Like how to bear the hurtful, bitter sting

Of dealing with a wounded vanity
Because it did not plan for what to do
It now bites on a tailpipe stupidly

Much like our President with thoughts so few
Whose bellicose balloon went badly bust
When punctured by his clumsy, cretin crew

Expended in an orgiastic lust
The arrows in his quiver took to flight
Which left him throwing air and eating dust

His vain attempts to do a wrong thing right
Have only shown the limits of our might

Michael Murry, "The Misfortune Teller," Copyright 2006-2010