Feel free to publish, post, or pass on Your Weekly Politickle by F.R. Duplantier:
“Just imagine what waits in the wings,
All the wonders another term brings!
[PAUSE FOR CLAPPING & CHEERS]
Give me just four more years
And I swear you won’t recognize things!”
From the archive:
“We misread what the candidate’s ‘change’ meant
And rejected the prior arrangement;
Having now had our fill
Of this radical’s swill,
We are feeling a growing estrangement.”
Take a crony-claimed “stimulus” stash
And an influx of overseas cash
(Use to cover expenses);
Add an ACORN-cooked census
For an edge in the 2012 clash.
Having saddled the wrong pachyderm –
One too contrary, coy, and infirm –
We have four years to delve
To find someone in ‘12
To succeed to the donkey’s one term.
“Gee, I thought that Obama brought hope,
Not a trip down the slippery slope.
Now I see that his change
Is a kind that is strange,
And I feel like a big, stupid dope!”
BARACK AROUND THE CLOCK
Get ready, Blogger Nation,
For the pettifog-oration:
Cue the abstractions
And the cultic reactions!
It’s Obama’s inauguration!
HOPE AGAINST HOPE
By nefarious allies surrounded,
With socialist nostrums propounded,
Obama has won,
The change has begun,
And I hope that my fears are unfounded.
“I’m a master at deceivin’,
At wigglin’, wafflin’, weavin’;
And when I create
A socialist state,
You’ll have change you can believe in.”
Last week’s limerick:
“Master says that my weight is too low,
That he wants me to eat more and grow,
Be at least twice this size –
With a gleam in his eyes –
But I’m getting suspicious,” growled Bo.