Even though outside, it was quite cold The neighbors were still out being bold Bringing in the New Year With much joy and much cheer I just wished they'd be quiet, I'm old

This may be a bit hyperbolic To say it made me alcoholic But my word of the year Made me drink out of fear As I'm already melancholic

While I do not think it's at all fair For my humans to cut off my hair I guess I'll let them be Now it's easy to see When they toss my treats up in the air

Politicians are up to their tricks Influencers just count up their clicks Food prices keep rising Big biz keeps downsizing Not much hope for twenty twenty six

Be it Nixon or Reagan or Trump It’s rebranding the same old lame chump They get rich off of fear While the rest of us here Just live in this dystopian dump

There once was an old man who would say I'm not sure what to do this dark day Then a bright lit up nose Inspired him and this prose Hey Rudolph, would you light up my way?

While their whims may seem like they beguile And belly rubs may make them hostile When the floofs made of fur Settle down and just purr It is clear we're an ailurophile

In the city the traffic must flow Even if it seems they do not know How to traverse the stuff Really isn't that tough You slow down when you drive in the snow

There once was a man who was quite cold So he thought that he'd do something bold Crank the heat, kill the chills And when in came the bills He'd hope to pass before due date, he's old theconversation.com/trump-was-al...

On this day be a good girl or gent Please don't tell relatives to get bent No matter how bad the course Remember it could be worse Like the turkey that's our president

They must have thought I was a grouse But my brother she took, that damn louse Now she thinks she's a winner Cooking him for her dinner Joke's on her when I smash down her house

There once was an old-school explorer Who wrote his love as an adorer If he lived here today It'd be easy to say "I'll just send a text." Oh, the horror

Making plans that I hope are not muffed To make diners feel quite full and chuffed Much groaning will be heard After eating the bird Turkey won't be the only thing stuffed

I may be old but I can still seize Any unguarded chicken or cheese You may call it old age But I'm wise as a sage And will still do whatever I please

Christmas is only six weeks away Scary I know, but what can I say Between shutdowns and files The onset of snow piles Can we reschedule for some new day?

Okay, here is where I guess I chime And respond with what takes up my time I write limerick lines Despite all of the signs That they're lame, but at least they do rhyme

Lovely colors, they almost look drawn While the light, it is nearly all gone A fabulous photo Of dusk over Tokyo Being watched over by Fuji-san

I just never thought I'd stoop so low As to put on this degrading show For catnip I'll do tricks Anything for my fix I guess that's how my life will now go

There once was an artist who drew A quaint and quite peaceful street view Using digital tools Colors sparkling like jewels Lovely art I just wish I could do

There once was a cat who was tired Their blanket is what was desired Sleeping all day; the norm Especially if warm It's just how felines are hard-wired

I am sure I can help them gain size With my patented diet of fries I know this is a spoof But my fat ass is proof On the subject of weight gain I am wise

I really wish that I were kidding But the stacked court just does his bidding Trump doesn't want to pay Just watch, he'll get his way Dissent is one thing he's forbidding apnews.com/article/trum...

Take today to remember a vet Who fought hard to remove a big threat Now that those wars are done We can start a new one We remember but seem to forget

While we all hoped they certainly would Do the right thing as only they could Instead, we were betrayed By a deal that they made So next we vote them out like we should

GOP sticks their head in the sand Like Custer, hoping for a last stand We're done with them and their goof New York City is proof We want better like Sweden and Finland

While we hustle about going zoom Or read articles of doom and gloom It is nice now and then For a moment of zen Appreciate the flowers sweet bloom

While I thought I had found a good fit Now I wish I was able to quit As the boss at this dig Is really quite the prig And my life is simply sifting shit

While we head for the season of thanks We should keep in our thoughts the food banks People's belts start to cinch Thanks to president grinch While the country's economy tanks

There once was an angry old chap Wanted people to starve without SNAP While the masses need food He just kept being rude Spouting lies and half-truths and more crap

I dared him, so he did to please us Please, no ornithologists see us I'm sure we would be screwed If the public, they knew That we walked on water like Jesus

The sheen on my plants was muculent It made for an ugly succulent I don't mean to be rude But I'm in quite the mood Forgive me for being truculent

The air is a little bit nippy The tires are a tad bit slippy The wonders never cease Made it home in one piece A fall ride by this old time hippy

The fall leaves are really quite the view As are kids in costumes shouting "Boo" With the crisp autumn air The pumpkins everywhere Days like these, I'm afraid, are too few

UPS We'll deliver your package, one day Despite what our app, it might say We don't need a release It might come in one piece But looks like we kicked it the whole way

Are you looking for someone to trust? A true leader who looks out for us? I don't mean to beguile But that's just not in style So says a 900 foot Jesus m.youtube.com/watch?v=8vgD...

The far right doesn't care about you They just look for the poor they can screw Cut food and their meds While viruses spread Making 'murica great ... for a few

As the summertime comes into view There is really just one thing to do Decide what you will grill But please, not the roadkill I'll be using that for potluck stew

I've been standing so long I might wince Waiting for a frog I might convince To leave this fly deli Reside in my belly I'll tell everyone they were a prince

Watching baseball with nothing to do It is peaceful, it is lazy too I can say I did write With a limerick, right? ... I've been productive writing for you

We promise, we are not being snide And just look, we have nothing to hide We are just having fun Catching rays of the sun Standing here with petals open wide

If it is just a drink that you yearn To my store you should really return I'll sell you a bottle Your thirst you can throttle Pay in cash, it's my only concern

I went out late last night just to sing Then I woke up wearing this here thing I thought I'd have a sip Of that milk with catnip Now they're talking of naming me king

We have fresh fruits and veggies galore From our produce you couldn't ask more So please shop 'till you drop As for me, I will stop Over here, please forgive if I snore

It is Easter, time for that egg race I'll be hunting, don't get in my space Not a kid anymore Now my everything's sore If I run I will fall on my face 🐣🐣🐣

You may say that I'm mean or I shout Or I hiss and am grumpy and pout But it's easy to see That browsers annoy me So buy something or get the hell out

So they put these fake ears on my head What is next I don't think need be said While they got Easter pics With these things they affix I had better be getting well fed

It's a Thursday so what can I say Seems it's just another wacky day I'll type into this box With my head full of rocks You can read it and just think oy vey

This pic was not from Allegheny Look close or you wouldn't see any But we're growing right here A small forest my dear Tiny 'shrooms, and boy are we many

Your new video card I did seat And the viruses I did delete I got rid of the spam And set up your webcam So I really think I've earned my treat

Well, perhaps you are drinking too much You do not need that beer as a crutch What you do need instead Is to scratch this here head Get your fix with a little cat touch