Bloated Nazi Turd

Hair longs to escape
Red face bloats with booze and hate
This man runs for Prez

Up in the Morning With a Twinge

I'm a cranky old man in dirty old jeans,
What does it mean?
The hinge in my back doesn't work,
In the morning when I irk.
The knee joint needs grease,
East Bay grease when I get a piece
Of the cold morning
Of the dark blue dawning.
Would someone offer me,
A mug of strong black coffee?
No chance for that dance,
Get it yourself, you cranky old elf.