by Mike Mesterton-Gibbons

“‘It’s our right to not let him in’: Ukrainian restaurateur bans Trump
from London culinary hotspot [Mriya Neo Bistro]”
—The Independent

My culinary hotspot in South Ken
Regales you with delicious gourmet food
Inspired by my home country’s dishes—when
You’ve not proclaimed Ukraine to be the rude
Aggressor in our war. The USA’s
New president, whose palate seems to lack
Experience, may have no wish to graze
On appetizing bryndza for a snack:
Big Macs are more his style. But should he step
Inside my bistro, he will not get fed,
Since I will tell my loyal staff to schlep
Trump out again for saying what he said
Re Russia—Mriya Neo Bistro bans
Offensive rhetoric by Putin fans!

by Marshall Begel

“Ancient humans living in Europe may have scooped out the brains of their dead enemies
and eaten them, a new study suggests.”
—CNN

As a neolithic herder, I’m uncomfortable with murder,
But we couldn’t let our neighbors rob us blind.
With our enemy’s defeat, we can relax enough to eat,
Indulging in a little piece of mind.

by Steven Urquhart Bell

“Cremation and burial fees to rise by 5%”
—BBC

I’m leaving my body to medical science
To be of some use when I croak,
And I’m leaving my savings to favorite causes
To not have them go up in smoke.

by Clyde Always

“Pamela Anderson’s no-makeup SAG Awards look adds Old Hollywood glamour”
—USA Today

Fairity-rarity,
Pamela Anderson,
brave in no makeup, is
aging with grace.

Dermis developing
nonelasticity?
Hardly a reason for
hiding your face.

by Dan Campion

“Justice Dept. Nominees Suggest Some Court Orders Can Be Ignored”
—The New York Times

That’s why they call it “justice”;
They’re in it for “just us,”
The MAGA courtier classes.
As for the teeming masses
Outside the royal tent,
If we ignore an order,
Or flit across a border,
We know where we’ll be sent.

by Eddie Aderne

“2,000 year old book about Roman emperors enters bestseller charts”
—The Guardian

Julius Caesar destroyed the Republic.
Divus Augustus dodged fighting,
But boasted at staggering length of his triumphs.
Tiberius liked to ban writing.
Little Caligula flipped off the Senate.
Claudius’ wives clearly laughed at him.
Nero: a gold-loving, self-proclaimed genius.
Galba was old. Otho shafted him,
And daubed himself orange. Vitellius’ reign
Was chaos. Vespasian’s first rule
Was: money smells sweet! Titus banished
Judaeans. Domitian? Plain cruel.
Now why should a book about rulers like these
Be trending today with the bestsellers, please?

by Felicia Nimue Ackerman

“Trump administration cuts reach FDA employees in food safety,
medical devices and tobacco products”
—Associated Press

Trump is cutting far and wide.
Workers simply cannot hide.
Trump has made the future grim.
What a shame we can’t cut him!

by Meesh Grass

Who am I? I’m a fed.
I work hard to earn my bread.
I am skillful and well-read.
But I’m told that’s best unsaid.
Soon, I fear, I’ll be unfed.

by Neil Doherty

“[R]esearchers sniff ancient mummies to study preservation… Spicy, woody and sweet:
it sounds like a description of a fancy air freshener.”
—The Guardian

I’m swaddled in cloth from my head to my feet,
anointed with oils and waxes and balms;
my fragrance is woody and spicy and sweet,
cinnamon, cloves, eucalyptus and palms.

With Isis, Osiris and Horus and Set
guarding the gates to my netherworld quest—
with all of these fidgety daemons, you bet
I’m off to the afterlife smelling my best.

But what if the ending the gods have in store
is cruel, debasing and temporal, if
some dour archaeologists pummel my door,
pry open my coffin and take a great whiff?

Heaven forbid, in my sacrosanct tomb,
they sicken and retch and they foul up the room.
Better by far that they do not recoil
but savor embalmer’s ambrosial oil.

by Steven Kent

“Canadians get chance to feed rodents named after old flames to owls”
—The Guardian

I’d like to think I’m too mature concerning my ex, Pat,
To wish her harm now (never mind the rumor),
Yet gladly I bestowed her name upon a hapless rat
And paid to watch a spotted owl consume her.

by Erika Fine

We do not like you, Mister Musk.
You purge and threaten, dawn to dusk.
And Orwell—he predicted you!
Dystopia is coming true.
Corruption, chaos, blatant lies—
“Efficiency” is just a guise
For gutting rules you do not like
So you can have an Elon-Reich.

by Julia Griffin

“French far-right leader cancels US speech after ex Trump aide Bannon appeared to make ‘Nazi gesture'”
—The Guardian

“Elon Musk appears to make back-to-back fascist salutes at inauguration rally”
—The Guardian

In Democracy’s Last Chance Saloon,
They appear to be giving salutes;
But none should too swiftly impugn
These seeming saluters as brutes:

Though they’re lifting their arms in a pose
We once understood how to name,
We cannot be sure why they chose
A move that looked rather the same,

For anyone might do Sieg Heil!
In front of a crowd by mistake;
So let’s not despair for a while,
Because (though the air is opaque

In Democracy’s twilight, or dusk),
We’ve noticed no goose-stepping boots,
And thus we say only, of Bannon and Musk:
They appear to be giving salutes.

by Chris O’Carroll

Conservative Bigwig Matt Schlapp
Caused a bit of a flap
When he was accused (again) of groping the crotch of another guy,
Which for the GOP is way too DEI.

by Marshall Begel

“[Normally territorial] hummingbirds nesting and roosting together in Ecuador’s High Andes…
may be the first documented example of hummingbirds that nested and roosted communally.”
—The New York Times

Seemingly, teamingly
Ecuador’s hummingbirds
could be uniting in
communes like ants.

Researchers looking for
Oreotrochilus
Interdependency
ask for more grants!

by Bruce Bennett

“Mr. Trump views Air Force One as a symbol of power and prestige,
and he is infuriated that he begins his second term flying around in the
same aging planes that once transported President George H.W. Bush.”
—The New York Times

My Air Force One can’t be the same
as his, an aging crate so lame
no viewer could be conscious of
the Majesty that soars above!