More Poetry about Jack Franks

Another satirical poem from commenter OldMaBarker:

Here’s my latest quatrain, in honor of the start of our jabbering “Jackal’s” political collapse, leading to his long-overdue, but ultimate, political obliteration.

“Turn on the Lights to Expose the Vermin: How Jack Franks Began His Fall from Grace”


“The Tirio Trio of Victims (Tirio, Ersel and Orville) Avenged”

Scratch a liar — find a thief!
Before the scab is set,
The friendship is but very brief,
Before whatever they can get!

Old Jacko Franks used his ‘charms’ & pow’r,
To set a devilish mail-bomb scam.
Hatched to make his opponents hide & cower,
Abusing the US mails for his vile voter-sham!

When Jacko’s loathsome lies did harm Orv & Ersel,
He pranced triumphantly before his minyan o’ minions!
But his base pride led to his political reversal,
When Jacko likewise targeted Tirio, using Fred’s millions.

Are these Jack Franks’ minions making cotton candy as firm as his “CUT 10” promise?

Thus began the diseased cat’s clawing out of its sick-bag,
When Judge Costello ordered “the fixer’s ID.”
But Dalton refused to play the crooked, blamable hag,
And Breaker Press’ Harris’ “Not I!” cried she.

So who was the malefic spider who spun all the lies?
Tis obscured for now, but if Prossnitz be true …
Off will come the cunning disguise,
And Jackanapes Franks will be found in the stew.

Jack Skank-Franks lorded over his County Masked Ball,
-But Jacko’s corruption caused his Great Fall!
All of Fred Eychaner’s horses, and all of his ‘men’
Couldn’t glue Jacko back together again!

For the sick dirty tricks Jack so labored to hide,
Were exposed to all, uncovering his true self:
Which was hideous, sleazy and oh, so “Jekyll & Hyde,”
The courtroom exposé tossed his whole career on the shelf!


More Poetry about Jack Franks — 3 Comments

  1. Great one, OMB!

    Dr Seuss also wrote one that fits him to a tee and is on the radio about 25+ times a day.

    Have fun using the real Grinch’s First, Middle and last Name as you get into the spirit of the new year!

    You’re a mean one, Jack Skank-Franks
    You really are a heel
    You’re as cuddly as a cactus, you’re as charming as an eel, Jack Skank-Franks
    You’re a bad banana with a greasy black peel!

    You’re a monster, Jack Skank-Franks
    Your heart’s an empty hole
    Your brain is full of spiders, you’ve got garlic in your soul, Jack Skank-Franks
    I wouldn’t touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole!

    You’re a vile one, Jack Skank-Franks
    You have termites in your smile
    You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Jack Skank-Franks
    Given a choice between the two of you I’d take the seasick crocodile!

    You’re a foul one, Jack Skank-Franks
    You’re a nasty-wasty skunk
    Your heart is full of unwashed socks, your soul is full of gunk, Jack Skank-Franks
    The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote

    You’re a Rotter, Jack Skank-Franks
    You’re the king of sinful sots
    Your heart’s a dead tomato splotched with moldy purple spots, Jack Skank-Franks
    Your soul is an appalling dung heap overflowing with the most disgraceful
    Assortment of deplorable rubbish imaginable, mangled up in tangled up knots!

    You nauseate us, Jack Skank-Franks
    With a nauseous super “naus”!
    You’re a crooked dirty jockey and you drive a crooked hoss, Jack Skank-Franks
    You’re a three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce!

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