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DYNASTY
by Anne Animus
A paterfamilias named Joe
To whose dynastic dreams, God said, “NO!”
Had four sons who rose high.
He’d see three of them die,
And the fourth play a windbag of woe.
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The matriarch Rose had it rough
Staying constantly pregnant was tough
Hearing Joe’s mistress sing
In the family guest wing
Made her feel that “Enough is enough!”
~ § ~
But Rose, a resilient old bird
In case you never have heard,
Lived to one-hundred-four,
Though we can’t think what for,
Except triumph, till she was interred.
~ § ~
Joe, Jr. was killed in the sky;
“Giving service,” they said “on the fly.”
Heaven knows what we missed
When Mortality kissed
The first K-son, and bid him "Good bye!".
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After Jack became prexy a stroke
Sidelined Joe, but he failed to croak
His wife’s deep resentment
Deprived Joe of contentment,
Then Oswald made Joe’s life a joke.
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Sirhan Sirhan then took Bobby,
Who was power-mad, and prone to lobby
To reach greater heights,
But in Sirhan’s gun sites
He lost every ambition and hobby.
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The corpulent creep they called Teddy
Led a life vile, incautious and heady.
“Chap my dick quick!” he cried,
But poor Mary Jo died.
(She drowned before Teddy was ready!)
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No one should e’er sing a threnody
For even a single Kennedy.
We shan’t sing a dirge,
For these folk were a scourge –
An entity without amenity.