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?