Truffle Boars Snore ~ Thursday, April 16, 2026

When people snore, I want to eat their brains
how utterly mindless, they are asleep
except they do nothing, they are but sheep
nothing but ignorant sheeple, these prawns

people with monkey brains rattle their chains
even their suffering, too loud, so cheap
older they get, set in their ways, sad, deep
people sleep, constantly mowing their lawns
leave them to their grand mediocrity
even if I could help, why would I, then

snuff out their lights, dim bulbs, such a pity
nothing but loud bores, again and again
out in public, peacocks in the city
rough sleepers, fellow travelers, but when
enough is enough, how to tell people

I want to find peace amongst the sheeple

walk away from the need for violence
ask the wannabe Roman Catholic
now second in command, like poor Mike Pence
terrible rationalizer, a prick

terrible ideologue without sense
old war profiteer in office, public

ex-communicate egotist, how dense
average advanced guard, Vance, a total dick
to eat monkey brain sushi, what a treat

truffles for political pigs, such boars
honestly, if I were the Pope, to beat
each neo-conservative who dare snores
in public office, to bring them defeat
reasons the Bishop of Rome, who ignores

bigotry to their own disgrace, they choose
random acts of senseless violence, blind
acts of aggression, the outcome, to lose
ingratiate themselves and lose their mind
nothing gained, nothing lost, where is Ted Cruz
silence the neo-fascist, the unkind

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