Bob B : Writing

Your Re-imagined GOP

Your Re-imagined GOP

A Poem by Bob B


Hey, come join us. Be a partOf what our Party has come to be:The re-imagined, highly unorthodox,Radicalized GOP.Proud Boys and other radical groups,St..
The Capitol QAnon Queen

The Capitol QAnon Queen

A Poem by Bob B


How could it happen? How could it beThat Marjorie Taylor GreeneBecame a member of Congress? She'sThe Capitol QAnon Queen.She said that the Parkland sh..
Remembering the Breathing Lady

Remembering the Breathing Lady

A Poem by Bob B


Maisha Oni Muhammad-BrinkleyIn Dallas, Texas, worked her magicAs a respiratory therapistUntil, sadly, her life turned tragic.Also known as the Breathi..
Is Something in the Water?

Is Something in the Water?

A Poem by Bob B


It's incomprehensibleWhat some people choose to believe.And also extremely worrisome.Maybe I’m a bit naïve,But goodness gracious! I thought..
What a Relief!

What a Relief!

A Poem by Bob B


Oh, how wonderful it isTo have an adult in the White House again!What a relief to have a leaderWho hires competent women and men--Who doesn't give the..
Who Were These People?

Who Were These People?

A Poem by Bob B


In horror we watched as our nation'sCapitol Building was overrunBy wild, angry pro-Trump mobsOn one…six…twenty-one.Who were these people..
Horror Before Our Very Eyes

Horror Before Our Very Eyes

A Poem by Bob B


Chaos! Mayhem! Destructiveness! We watched the vile desecration Occurring in the halls of Congress. Images rightfully shocked the nation...
A New Auld Lang Syne

A New Auld Lang Syne

A Poem by Bob B


(This poem can be sung to the melody of "Auld Lang Syne.") It's been a year from hell--one that We might choose to forget. Our routine..
Tiptoe Through My Tantrums

Tiptoe Through My Tantrums

A Poem by Bob B


(This poem can be sung to the melody of the 1929 song "Tiptoe Through the Tulips" by Al Dubin and Joseph Burke.) D.T.: Tiptoe through my ..
Advice from Mrs. Claus

Advice from Mrs. Claus

A Poem by Bob B


The time had arrived; the sleigh was packedWith toys, toys, toys galore.The first of many trips for Santa.(He knew he'd have to go back for more.)"Tim..