History is being made
Today the whole world
Should be watching
Instead it is those
Unqualified CNN girls
Talking about Trump
And nothing but
Trump
Oh and Stormy Daniels
Hunnies, little bunnies
There is news around
The world
If you just go outside
Or get off your texter
You might walk into something
Such as those boys
Who went surfing
Oh my god
They still do that!
My childhood
Was full of wonder
For this new sport
Of surfing
They got up on boards
In the middle of the ocean
And made it back
Without falling off
Turns out it was all
About sex and drugs
Who were these guys?
Lonely guys
With nothing else
But to follow
Grandpa into the water
Really sorry about their
Deaths by the way
But tires?
Are we kidding?
They were all shot
In the head
For their tires?
Don't believe that
That one either
Then again
I don't believe
Most of what
Is said by these girls
After all
Every single one
Of them
Except Amounpour
Has the same mother!
I gurauntee
If you make them
Tell you, they will
All tell the same
Bizarre story
That they all
Are born out of wedlock
To the same
Hapless reporter
Who traveled the world
And could not get away
Fast enough
From communities
That just want
Extortion
Of an American
I am not their mother!
Any of them
That includes you
Cooper
You son had better
Have someone else
On his birth certificate
I am thinking
Seriously of suing
CNN
For the kind of defamation
Of having even one of them
Claim that I am their mother
And then they are going
To tell me that they spoke
To grandma from the grave
I have had girls
Hand me the phone
With her on it
Mother!
How are you feeling?
From six feet down?
She died almost
Tweny years ago
And dont even start
On who their daddy
Might be.
Not only was I not
Known for having sex
They will not name
A famous male
Or I will have them
In prison
For blackmail
And slander
Even if I shook his hand
Or sat down and interviewed
The guy
That includes both
Trump and Putin
Which leads me to another
Question?
Why does no one go after
Biden?
I notice they never claim
Him to be their daddy?
Are you all afraid of Jill?
But not Bill's Hillary?
Not enough money?
What is it about
This generation
Diane?
They dont know anything
And then they get really
Surprising dumb with me
Going to sit on my lap
Thats not going to go well
Have a needle up thier sleeve
Im not allowed to testify
Against them
Then again they all
Have little sniffles
And needle marks
Between their toes
Don't they
Just drug addict children
Of traffickers left abandoned!
These girls want to be
Seen as smart
And yet they have been
Caught
Lying about their parentage
Who can take anything
Any of them say
If none of them
Have birth certificates?
Or parentage issues
They want us to listen
And listen and listen
But none of them
Know anything about
The world
My mother by the way
Diane had brain cancer
I know you remember her
Cookie had forgotten
Her best friend
But she was one of those
Who approached you
When you will still
Inside the white house
Made a few bizarre statements
Before being sent home
Life was hell after that
Not your fault
But she had been on the news
With Tom Brokaw
In California
But she started getting
Really out of hand
Not unlike
My grandmothers days
Of being on the radio
When there was no television
Except in places such as
New York city and Los Angeles
Could someone get her
Under control
Where the hell is she
This time
Followed the tobacconist
Right into
Chruchill's bathroom
While he was taking a bath
Had come to speak to
Roosevelt on the Potomac
Found a little girl
Starring at him
Over his suds
With his cigar sticking out
And then their was that other guy
Al Capone
Followed him right into
His favorite restaurant
Just to see what he was eating
She had the habit of taking
Everything for granted
Including other peoples meals
I have no idea why I eneded
Up being taken to bankruptcy court
By her when I thought my bills
Were paid in full
But she knew something I did not
Her bills were enormous
Somewhere there is a bank account
With my name on it
By the way
Do you recall
I came to DC
About a decade ago
And paid off my student loans
Again in full
They say I still owe them
How many times did I go
Through that when I was younger?
All the other kids
Were using my name
And getting loans
Of financial aid
And then guess who had
To pay it off?
Me!
By the way girls
I have sat on Joes lap
When I was very small
Or was that my sister?
Sometimes I forget
Which one did what
My sister and I
Were identical
But did not live
In the same place
My mother could
Not handle two faces
Screamed anytime
We actually got together
Eighty percent of her brains
Were gone
She was working with less
Brain matter
Than most retarded individuals
And drug addicts
Poor mom
She did not have much
Of a life after that kid
Found her
Captain Kangaroos son
Born to someone
Besides his wife
Jimmy just suctioned
Onto my mother
Like a leach
Never did let go
And he always ate
Everything he could
The goldfish in the bowl
Those turtles that went missing
And the bunny rabbits!
I was a vegetarian in those days
Out of survival mode
I'm not joking about suing
By the way ABC
Any of your girls
Claim I am their mother?
I recall being on GMA
And having to have it
Explained to me
About another child
Seeking my soul
Over some misunderstanding
What did Joan
Do when I was not on the air
Put out advertisement
Anyone who wants on the show
Only has to falsely claim ....
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For the last time
David and i were a couple
Before Joan and Charles
She is older
But had started in Sacramento
While I was already
Traveling into NY
On a regular basis
Hey Kid!
You want to do something
Different?
Can you sit still
For two hours?
And smile?
Foolishly I was tired
Of the correctional facilities
And said yes.
I was always sent
On those difficult
Assignments
I interviewed both
Hurricane the fighter
And Mandela the upriser
In their prisons
Got my tiny story
On the front page
Of those old-fashioned things
Called newspapers
When was the last time
You saw a news stand
Diane?
Have you heard of this thing
Called the Met Gala?
Did not see a single thing
About it last night
Nor this morning
Jackie O
Used to go to it
No one knows
Who that is nowadays
It is lady gaga
Who also better not
Be calling me mama.
And no I did not
Have sex with her son either!
And as for Mr Putin
I did interview him
Way back when
There were cameras
And not cell phones
To take pictures
Are you sure
You are not taping this
No, no taperecorder
Nothing in sight
Still did not believe me
Had me investigated
Also got that one
Into the newspapers
Went back to shcool
Because no one seemed
To know who I was
Not even social security
Has any records!
I bet he has records
Anyways it was odd
Sitting there with a bunch
Of young ones and an old guy.
None of them knew
I had already been published
And anchored
What happened ?
Did 2000
Wipe out everyone else's
Memories?
Poor me
When I hit
65
There had better
Be something waiting for me
Because my hereditary
Arthritis makes it hard
To type on this thing
Another six years
For the Russian
Good for him
At least we know him
And not Zelensky
Who should be facing charges
At the UN
For his inhumanity towards
Those Welsh descendants
In Donetsk
Why has no
One thought of that?
I have!
When will they learn
The ones feeding the information
To the anchor
To doublecheck
They guy does not have
Any commitments or something
This guy just does not
Feel right in the head
While the other guy
Is just good at what he does
Like the old boys
Now long gone
Oops
Sorry Dan, Donald
Tom and Ted
They are still alive
Arnt they?
I'm not dead yet....
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