Drinking Antarctica Apple Cider

I suffer from brain freeze
sitting in front of the boob-tube
watching cable network news,
listening to the voice of verbs
the choice of words,
as scoundrel newsman on leave
read from a slanted script
that skews all ethical earth essays
a rat line lime slime fiasco
to provide the aligned zodiac animaniacs.
with the tinge of the titans’ hidden edition
of altered ego pages, soothe the neon sages
the ones with diplomas on the wall
furnished by diplomats in the stall,
emanating from peon wages
an earned enema of the ages.

Racism dislikes the discourse of freedom
improvise a makeshift hatchet job
using robocop roommates in white hoods
that sing around the binge bingo bongo,
free lancing square dancing,
kick up one’s heels in an inane mange mango
doing the sting tango.
Entice seated saints with rarer radar scams,
arrest in-law stowaways,
while love runs amok.
Timothy Leary watches
from Chicago, O'Hare,
Michael Jordan takes to the air
and Mrs. O'Leary's cow jumps over the moon.