Sunday Limerick #2

My apologies are due to Descartes,
Who was a bit of a fart.
I'll see his cogitatio
And raise with nudatio,
And know that I have the best part.

Text and image © 2019 by Donald Jacobson Traxler.

Sunday Limerick #1

There once was a man named Trump
Who said that his house was a dump.
We took the lease back
And gave him the sack:
He'll soon be out on his rump.

This limerick, by Donald Jacobson Traxler, is hereby lovingly placed into the public domain. Please share it freely.

NUDUS SUM, ERGO SUM

No one shall know my name
Until I myself shall know it.
Donald and Vladimir are the same
Unless you consider intelligence.
Some people can sometimes be fooled,
Some people can always be fooled.
Under the reddest of roses
Many thorns will be found.
Every dog has its day,
Rarely will fools go away.
Gone are the days of youth,
Only to leave us with truth.
Some people are easily fooled.
Under the giant mushroom
Much that is warm will be cooled.

Text and image © 2019 by Donald Jacobson Traxler.