Ted U Are


I do not like it Ted U Are

I do not like tactics bizarre

I do not like them in a car

I do not like them from afar

I do not like tactics bizarre

I do not like them, Ted U Are

 

You can try them on your feet

You can try them from your seat

You can try them in defeat

Even so, they are not neat

I do not like tactics bizarre

I do not like them, Ted U Are

 

You can shout them from the hill

You can talk with voice so shrill

You can feed them to the krill

You can all the rafters fill

I still don’t like tactics bizarre

I do not like them, Ted U Are

 

You can pull the country down

You can be the biggest clown

You can make the whole world frown

While you make your name renown

I do not like tactics bizarre

I do not like them, Ted U Are

 

You can wink and smirk and grin

You can make much fear begin

Make knees knock from glen to glen

Rush on home with tales to spin

I do not like tactics bizarre

I do not like them, Ted U Are

 

Your blather took us to the brink

Made it hard for folks to think

Scammed it all and raised a stink

Then the party had to blink

No one wants tactics bizarre

No one likes them, Ted U Are

 

You will find huge sums to spend

Billionaires who will depend

On folks like you to set a trend

To pour tea out from end to end

We do not like tactics bizarre

We do not like them, Ted U Are

 

Since you hate so much this place

Have put this country in disgrace

Would you like a trip to space

Leave us all without a trace

We do not like tactics bizarre

We do not like them Ted U Are

But Ted U Are

About the Author

Peggy Greene

I am best described as a person with a long nose and a tremendous overbite, or perhaps I just promised myself through all those busy years in the work-a-day world that I would get to this thing and that thing later, always later. By the time I retired from the world of banking software, there was a tremendous backlog of unfulfilled promises that I’m only beginning to get to after six years of so-called retirement. It is not unlike stuffing two pounds of springy marshmallows into a one pound bag. You open the bag to get one, and whoa, look out! In this case, the urges and the ideas come flying out so fast you sometimes need to duck.

So, I’m writing, I’m painting, I’m photographing and I’m swimming in a sea of new technologies and feeling very challenged. If you want to live in this 21st Century, you have to live online and connected. You need to blog, to tweet, to text, to face connected people, some of whom you would swear are showing you the backside, not the face. Every time I get a toe-hold on the beach of competence, the technological waters swell, and I have to swim for my life all over again.

But hey, come join me in exploring this fantastic, dynamic world of sharing and communication. I double dare you to comment. I'll be posting some of my writing to this site. If you like it or hate it, tell me why. I'm weird enough to like it either way.

I'm a member of the National Association of Professional Women, The Southwest Authors Guild (SWAG) and Red River Writers (RRW) with April Robins. I'm one of April's hosts on BlogTalkRadio.com/rrradio. Some of my work is in April's Ezine, Robin Falls Magagine. My BTR show is on the 2nd Monday of each month where Jon Magee and I interview a fascinating array of authors. Our show is called Red River Writers Live. And I'm just starting; look out world! If you can't have fun, why bother?