Triolets for Trying Times

Step right up to the fiscal cliff

And take a leap of faith

Fly or fall, it makes no diff

Step right up to the fiscal cliff

As all can see and Krugman saith

The GOP  knows just one riff

Step right up to the fiscal cliff

And take a leap of faith. 

Hark!  It's hard to be Bard in a digital age

With no pen and no paper, it hastens my end 

Who cares 'bout a Dane in a dark vengeful rage?

Hark, it's hard to be Bard in a digital age.

My Scottish king's wife just can't contend

with a jersey shore bimbo or fight in a cage

Hark! It's hard to be Bard in a digital age 

With no pen and no paper, it hastens my end

The Holy Land is full of holes

 from guns and missiles, punks and asses

It no longer matters for whom the bell tolls

The Holy Land is full of holes.

Each day, each year, each century passes

And still  no peace just opposite poles

The Holy Land is full of holes

from guns and missiles, punks and asses

So I can win whatever the game
And never taste defeat
As banker I will make my name
So I can win whatever the game
With someone else's money, sweet
I"ll find my fortune and fame
So I can win whatever the game
And never taste defeat

X is for: 

xyloglyphy	wood-carving
xenagogue	guide; someone who conducts strangers
xenocracy	government by a body of foreigners
xenodocheionology	love of hotels
xenogenous	due to an outside cause
xenoglossia	person’s knowledge of a language never studied