In My Cups

When I’m in my cups-
communing with my dark side
I tend to view history with a jaundiced eye
Wasn’t there a time
when Millard Taft and Howard Fillmore
were made up names of dead presidents
who for all practical purposes
never really existed
And when future folks come to ponder
denizens of more recent power
might they not be adding to the list
Adolf Trump, President of the United States
just before the lights went out
and we were plunged into our watery graves
and stripped of history altogether

The Bard of Appanoose

It Don’t Differ

Don’t invite me to your looting parties
Don’t even hint at who you think I should hate
I ain’t listenin’ and I wouldn’t care if I was
It don’t differ me none whose side you’re on
Long as you hugged your kids today
Or helped your neighbor get her cat off the roof
If you got love in your heart that you share for free
You’re what’s right with the world
And you’re alright with me

The Bard of Appanoose