Bethany Boo
Bethany boo’sPerhaps a bit too
Frantic and rancid.
The bay’s not for you.
Grumpy and Trumpy,
Her verses are crumpy.
Her rhymes are all bumpy.
She’s sore like a tooth.
Her comments are winding.
Her politics? Blinding.
She claims she loves all
But her face turns blue
When people here argue
That Trump is an ague.
She simply replies that
We all are just fools.
Need it be stated
That Trump said, verbatim:
“Grab her by the pussy!”
Aren’t you woman too?
Why would you rate a
Hardcore woman hater
So highly? Put mildly
I think she’s a fool.
Well that’s all alright but
She cracks just like walnuts
If given a push she
Throws a fit or two.
She sprays like a Tommy.
Her anger’s atomic.
It’s makes for a poorly
Atmosphere here too.
I wish she’d just leave us.
I think she’s quite grievous.
So prickly, she’s pricked me
Once or twice to boot.
When I’ve simply been nice
And walked hard on thin ice
So not to offend her
But now I’ve a clue
She’s become a bother
I wonder if others
Agree? I see silence
But nods sometimes too.
It’s sad because truly
I think I’m quite cruelly
Denying her talent
No, she’s got that true.
But talent is nothing
If hatred it’s birthing
And all I see’s hatred
When some push back to
The mess that’s her country
That’s run done by Trumpy
The cult-speak she spits out
Won’t save her case too.
Bethany boo, please.
Understand that truly
We want you to be here
But you make it hard to
Be a good reader,
Writing friend, commenter,
If you keep on doing
The things that you do.
This bay is our haven.
You’re making it craven.
If this keeps up then, well,
The bay’s not for you.
Poetry by Sameen
Written on 2026-05-21 at 17:03
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