Enough Already

Off to the hospital, sick with the flu:
Bed rest and fluids will fix it for you.
Back to the doctor, this time with a cold.
Bed rest and fluids. That never gets old.
Rushed to emergency! That was a scare.
Bed rest and even more fluids. So there.
Thanksgiving holiday, pack and fly off,
Taking the cold along. Coughity-cough.
Home again, home again, glad to be back!
Guess what’s still hanging on? Hackity-hack.
Doctor, please help me? I want to feel better.
Bed rest and fluids; you’ll be a go-getter!
Slow on the uptake, perhaps? Okay, fine.
We all have our mantras. Guess BRF’s mine.

Designated Turkey

Movies and TV have taught us
Family holidays breed stress.
I’m inclined to say that’s not us:
“Relatively dramaless”
Would be a fair description of
The vibe that dominates when we
Converge upon this table. Love
Instead prevails, and harmony.
We’re also told that every clan
Has one whom eccentricity
Has taken to its bosom, and
If you can’t spot them, then you’ll see
Them in the mirror. If that’s true
The dearth of weirdos, freaks and cranks
Around this table means that you
All know it’s me. For that, my thanks
I’m glad to give. To be a part
Of such a loving group of folk
As this enhappifies my heart.
I’m truly blessed, and that’s no joke.

Rest Cure

I’m vimlike and vigorish
Of zip I’ve a wealth
A passing fair likeness
Am I of good health
The firm fist of flu’s
At last loosened its grippe
The best medication’s
The rest of this trip

Countdown

The countdown has long since begun:
We’re down to three, then two, then one…
On Thursday as the stores go black
To honor avarice, think back
To what we underwent this year
That brought us, mostly whole, to here.
It hasn’t been a pleasant ride
For everyone, and though we’ve tried
To keep in mind the greater good,
It’s hard to act the way we should
On each and every trying day
Throughout the year…and that’s okay.
It’s all the more important, though,
To recognize that this is so
Occasionally, lest we lose
The joy of feet for lack of shoes.
We have an opportunity
Thanksgiving Day to remedy
That oversight to which we all
Fall prey: Give thanks.
Then hit the mall.

An Open Letter to @RepSchrader

@RepSchrader: You keep saying
Nothing in this bill’s delaying
Any refugees from seeking
Safety here, and we’re all freaking
Out for nothing. Thanks for linking
To the text. It got me thinking,
Which is necessary so
We recognize what we don’t know.
Now, you propose our country’s laws
Should now include a special clause
Subjecting “certain aliens”
To extra checks for safety’s ends.
This appears to have one meaning:
“In addition to the screening”
Already in place, those who
Are “covered aliens” go through
A “supplemental” background check–
Which you say doesn’t stack the deck
Against said population–plus
Said check then needs “unanimous
Concurrence” from the heads of three
Fed agencies, which then will be
Reported to “appropriate
Congressional Committees,” set
Out in subsections (A) through (L)
Of Section 2(e)(2). You tell
Us this addition to our laws
Won’t somehow introduce a “pause”
(To put a strongly positive
Interpretation on it)? Give
Me just a little credit, sir.
It’s not as if conditions were
Not tough enough for refugees,
Now applicants will have to please
A dozen groups of congressmen
Before proceedings may begin?
And none of this will constitute
A special burden, sir? Well, shoot,
If that’s the case, then why not ask
All refugees to pass that task,
And not just Syrians and those
Who’ve visited Iraq? Suppose
We didn’t single such folks out.
Would you have signed this bill? I doubt
You would have, since American
Tradition would preclude that. Then
Explain to me, please, how this bill
Does not discriminate? I will,
Along with Lady Liberty,
Look forward to your answer. We
Once welcomed at our “golden door”
All wretched, homeless masses; your
Endorsement of this bill rejects
That noble pledge in most respects.
So, what’s the SAFE Act for, again?
–Confused in Salem, Oregon.