Team Kimberlin Post of the Day


T. S. Eliot starts off The Wasteland with these words: “April is the cruelest month …” In The Dread Deadbeat Pro-Se Kimberlin’s wasteland the cruelest month is probably March.

On 13 March, 2015, his bogus peace order petition against me in the District Court of Maryland for Montgomery County was denied Judge Williams.

On 13 March, 2018, his Kimberlin v. Breitbart Holdings, et al. LOLsuit in the U.S. District Court for the District of Maryland was dismissed sua sponte by Judge Hazel.

On 14 March, 2018, the Kimberlin v. Frey RICO Remnant LOLsuit appeal was dismissed by the Fourth Circuit Court of Appeals. Per curiam. The dismissal wasn’t even worth an opinion.

On 17 March, 2015, the Kimberlin v. National Bloggers Club, et al. RICO Madness LOLsuit in the U.S. District Court for the District of Maryland was dismissed by Judge Hazel.

On 30 March, 2016, the Kimberlin v. Hunton & Williams LLP, et al. RICO 2: Electric Boogaloo LOLsuit in the U.S. District Court for the District of Maryland was dismissed by Judge Hazel.

OTOH, I’ve enjoyed March and its

… breeding
[Crocuses] out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with [late winter] rain.

But that may be related to everything proceeding as I have foreseen.

12 thoughts on “Team Kimberlin Post of the Day

  1. I’m pretty sure the Appeals Court didn’t write an opinion because there’s only so many ways to say, “This is just stupid.” Although a one sentence opinion so saying would have been neat.

    • The Scat in the Hat
      Said to his minion di smelly

      The court just called
      it’s on the Telly

      We must leave for the west
      We must leave right now

      Don’t pack anything
      Just go with me now

      So the pungent pair
      Waddled their way

      To a station of misery
      To get underway

      To ‘fornia the yelled
      At the tired old clerk

      The tickets were given
      With the smallest of smirks

      They boarded the bus
      Without the slightest care

      Their odor was acrid
      There were several stares

      And after a fortnight
      One or three

      The bus came to a halt
      With a brake wailing screed

      Get off you two
      Hit the road right now

      I cannot drive further
      You and your cow

      So they were dumped
      In A place quite quirky

      In front of a motel
      It was just okay dokay

      It was across from a place
      Where there were trucks and waffles

      So they went inside
      With their putrid fat shuffle

      I’d like a room
      For a good solid month

      The clerk grew amazed
      At the squalid punks

      Money was swapped
      For pieces of plastic

      The fat gross pair
      Left the clerk quite monastic

      So the losers were ensconced
      In another dark gloom

      The trucks and the waffles
      Were the same type of doom

      After a day
      a day and a night

      The monastic clerk
      Googled with fright

      The name of the blob
      Who lectured his nostrils

      Had a serious past
      Shocking and hostile

      He harassed dead babies
      Mothers with glee

      But that wasn’t all
      Their were stories of pee

      12 restraining orders
      For more babies glared

      To get him thrown out
      Any place that he dared

      To show his fat face
      Without such a care

      And then their were stories
      Of rape of small children

      Of child porn
      Was their sad origin

      To the fat smelly pair
      Of blob and his di

      Wailed at the clerk
      Who firmly denied

      Go back to the south
      Of carolina way

      Because you are not welcome
      You just cannot stay

      They got on a bus
      That opened all the windows

      The way out west
      Is clear for all kiddos

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