About Herschel Walker
did have desire
had mentioned a vampire
conditions are dire
patience wearing thin
level of an Olympian
werewolf was in din
was so much suspense
discovered that he is dense
never made much sense
not Georgia cracker
he has been a big slacker
Trump has been backer
his screws are all loose
has suffered from much abuse
Christmas tree a spruce
Herschel had a date with Elvira.
Herschel Walker's Republican stride
Tackles truth and shoves it aside
He'll smash facts and weave
To fake and deceive
Those who don't see how much he's lied
Author's Comment: What is it about football that some people like? I think the fans imagine themselves on the field crushing the opponent. It allows people to vicariously express their anger. The politicians seem to have adopted the football (or professional wrestling) mode of operation. It's not discourse any more--it's a violent display.
Herschel Walker thinks life is the pits
Because women will not call it quits
Facebook #1
Spoiled all of Trump's fun
And its driving him out of his wits!
Silk & Diamond, Kanye West,
Marcellus Wiley, Isiah Thomas,
Jason Whitlock, R C Maxwell,
Angela Staton King, Umar Johnson,
Paris Dennard, Darrell Scott,
Ben Carson, F Lee Francis,
Tammy Bruce, Mark Levin,
Jeremy Hunt, Charrise Lane,
Carol Swain, Felecia Killings,
Ben Shapiro, Tyrus,
Adam Carolla,
Kat Timpf, Winsome Sears,
Jennifer Ruth Green, David Webb,
Rob Smith, C J Jordan,
Bob Johnson, Vernon Jones,
Herschel Walker, Robert Maxwell,
Byron Donalds, Melik Abdul,
Paula White, Thomas Rodgers,
Raymond Jackson, Lawrence Jones,
Janelle King, Jessica Millan Patterson,
Jesse Lee Peterson, Karen Lake,
Randy Quaid and Jeff Sessions.
Here lies no Herschel Victor Lance
Life didn’t give him a chance
He fell into a vat of molten iron
We buried his memory, perchance.
Written July 16, 2022
Won’t you be, won’t you be my . . .
Valiant hero, idol call
Valentin . . . o, oh no no . . .
I mean yes, but . . . gosh you’re tall!
Herschel, I just had to fall . . .
Fall in . . . fall in line for basketball
No, no, no, that’s not it . . .
Really want to say . . . too small . . .
No, no, Herschel, really mean to say . . .
Won’t you be my . . . rise?
Won’t you be the picture hung
Right before my eyes?
Oh Herschel, how can I say
How can I opine . . . be mine . . .
Oh Herschel, sweet Herschel
Won’t you be my . . . VALENTINE!
There, ha ha, I said it
I didn’t sound . . . aloof
I didn’t limit what I said
To just below the roof
I said the words I wanted too
But that’s not it . . . not all
For Henry is my secret love
And Herschel is my wall!
Submitted February 25, 2021
Zombies ate my Christmas guests
Oh Lord you should have seen it
Don't know what the cops will think
But the neighbors won't believe it
Granny dodged and moved so quick
She ran like Herschel Walker
Just as it seemed she'd get away
She tripped, that's how they caught her
Uncle Fred was passed out cold
From slugging lots of scotch
So they put him in the blender
And started drinking shots
What happened to the others
Is a tale to gross to tell
But i think that me and grandpa
Are going straight to... well now
See grandpa is a Wiley one
And he knew just what to do
Smeared on blood and messed his pants
Then said you'd better too
The zombies still came after us
But when they caught our smell
stopped all of their snarling
And said welcome..... what the well now
So grandpa, me, and zombies
All sat at the dinner table
Drinking shots of uncle Fred
And dinning on aunt mable