XXXI William H Gray
Oh what a hipocrite I was, my friends;
To lie and cheat and steal right in your face.
The stink of the corruption never ends;
Leon Panetta had to take my place.
But he and Bonior didn't have the grace
To let poor Pennsylvania have a chance
For government without abject disgrace;
Detached from graft and sin; corruption's dance.
So round the dem convention we all prance;
And on and on we cheat until we die;
And then we wonder, fixed beneath God's glance;
Why we dare not look him in the eye.
Attorney General Thornburg cut my deal.
Or I'd continued on to lie and steal.
Showing posts with label Politicians. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Politicians. Show all posts
Monday, July 22, 2013
Monday, July 15, 2013
XXX Byron Looper
XXX Byron Looper
Monopoly on sin, the Dems ain't got.
Now here's a guy who shot his rival dead
And left his body in a parking lot;
A bullet wound placed squarely in his head.
He'd changed his name to "no tax", someone said.
As other hopefuls, since, have also done.
If Clinton changed his name from Mill to Fred,
He'd hope that we'd forget the smoking gun.
But Byron, like our Bill, knew once he'd won
Election, all the rest he could control.
The media pitching in to have some fun
With all his made-up virtues to extol.
The problem was that Bill was in his groove,
But Looper was not even half as smooth.
Monopoly on sin, the Dems ain't got.
Now here's a guy who shot his rival dead
And left his body in a parking lot;
A bullet wound placed squarely in his head.
He'd changed his name to "no tax", someone said.
As other hopefuls, since, have also done.
If Clinton changed his name from Mill to Fred,
He'd hope that we'd forget the smoking gun.
But Byron, like our Bill, knew once he'd won
Election, all the rest he could control.
The media pitching in to have some fun
With all his made-up virtues to extol.
The problem was that Bill was in his groove,
But Looper was not even half as smooth.
Monday, July 1, 2013
XXVIII William Hathaway
XXVIII William Hathaway
Back in the nineties William had the gall
(Bill Clinton and Algore corrupt), he preached
Tom Dash-hole should be Prez if they should fall.
Thank God that no agreement could be reached!
For if today, because our trust is breached;
Minority succession were the rule,
Obama and Joe Biden, once impeached;
Our president would be a senile fool!
What perverse thoughts did pis forth from this ghoul.
A nanny-state from hell, he'd liked to make.
Ideas hatched, at night, in "liberal school".
Our will reversed! For socialism's sake!
We're better off with this idea dead.
Let's go by what the Founding Fathers said!
Back in the nineties William had the gall
(Bill Clinton and Algore corrupt), he preached
Tom Dash-hole should be Prez if they should fall.
Thank God that no agreement could be reached!
For if today, because our trust is breached;
Minority succession were the rule,
Obama and Joe Biden, once impeached;
Our president would be a senile fool!
What perverse thoughts did pis forth from this ghoul.
A nanny-state from hell, he'd liked to make.
Ideas hatched, at night, in "liberal school".
Our will reversed! For socialism's sake!
We're better off with this idea dead.
Let's go by what the Founding Fathers said!
Monday, June 10, 2013
XXV Frank Lautenberg
XXV Frank Lautenberg
What did you miss in World War Two, blind fool?
What made you want to take away our guns?
Is that what asses learn at "liberal school"?
The governance that free republic shuns?
You bought elections using your own funds;
Trick amendments you produced by score;
But your amendments weren't the proper ones!
You're an anti-2nd amendment whore!
If you want peace, you'd best prepare for war;
Protecting freedom's what we want to do.
So go and have a cry with Michael Moore.
We arm ourselves, fearing the likes of you!
No more will you drink from the public trough.
That was pneumonia, Frank, not just a cough.
What did you miss in World War Two, blind fool?
What made you want to take away our guns?
Is that what asses learn at "liberal school"?
The governance that free republic shuns?
You bought elections using your own funds;
Trick amendments you produced by score;
But your amendments weren't the proper ones!
You're an anti-2nd amendment whore!
If you want peace, you'd best prepare for war;
Protecting freedom's what we want to do.
So go and have a cry with Michael Moore.
We arm ourselves, fearing the likes of you!
No more will you drink from the public trough.
That was pneumonia, Frank, not just a cough.
Thursday, March 7, 2013
XIV Hugo Chavez
XIV Hugo Chavez
Methinks the smell of sulfur's in the air!
Dang! He just laughed and smiled a while ago.
A testament to Cuban medicare.
Now Hugo's cleared to vote in Chicago.
Fidel and Danny Glover; Rosie-O'
Won't join with him, the U. S. to berate,
And Ollie Stone is all wept out you know.
A press release from Bush: "Hugo! Checkmate!"
No more will this despotic reprobate
Be babbling on TV for all it's worth.
"New constitution he'll initiate..."
Eh? Sound familiar, suckahs to the north?
Insulting hypocrite! He sure had gall!
I wonder if Sean Penn will bear his pall.
Methinks the smell of sulfur's in the air!
Dang! He just laughed and smiled a while ago.
A testament to Cuban medicare.
Now Hugo's cleared to vote in Chicago.
Fidel and Danny Glover; Rosie-O'
Won't join with him, the U. S. to berate,
And Ollie Stone is all wept out you know.
A press release from Bush: "Hugo! Checkmate!"
No more will this despotic reprobate
Be babbling on TV for all it's worth.
"New constitution he'll initiate..."
Eh? Sound familiar, suckahs to the north?
Insulting hypocrite! He sure had gall!
I wonder if Sean Penn will bear his pall.
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
IX Cardiss Collins
IX Cardiss Collins
A question, as I died, God asked with wrath.
"Is it not wrong to pass a law to scorn
The hanging of a murderous sociopath,
But allow the killing of a babe, half-born?"
The fabric of the welfare state is torn.
I surely thought food stamps would set them free.
My people now have nothing left to mourn;
Trapped in this government dependency.
Duped by the leaders of the DNC,
I worked to get the health care package through.
Too late, as I lay stricken, now I see
We didn't get a cursed thing! Nor you!
"What have you done," asked He, "to help your race?"
I bit my lip and slowly hid my face.
A question, as I died, God asked with wrath.
"Is it not wrong to pass a law to scorn
The hanging of a murderous sociopath,
But allow the killing of a babe, half-born?"
The fabric of the welfare state is torn.
I surely thought food stamps would set them free.
My people now have nothing left to mourn;
Trapped in this government dependency.
Duped by the leaders of the DNC,
I worked to get the health care package through.
Too late, as I lay stricken, now I see
We didn't get a cursed thing! Nor you!
"What have you done," asked He, "to help your race?"
I bit my lip and slowly hid my face.
Sunday, February 24, 2013
VII Ed Koch
VII Ed Koch
Iconic mayor of a city-state.
"Punch me; I'll punch you back," he used to say.
Oh! Yesterday he joined the gun debate.
"Take all their guns! Yes! Ban them all today!"
This hipocrite had few cards left to play
But always wants inclusion in the news.
He rose up from his near-death bed. Oy Vey!
To spew out, once again, his leftist views.
We used to think he cared about the Jews.
An anti-Semite prez he then endorsed.
No one's exempt from payment of his dues.
At last! By failing heart! His silence, forced!
You can't spell "dunce" without a DNC.
Don't foist your statist fascism on me.
Iconic mayor of a city-state.
"Punch me; I'll punch you back," he used to say.
Oh! Yesterday he joined the gun debate.
"Take all their guns! Yes! Ban them all today!"
This hipocrite had few cards left to play
But always wants inclusion in the news.
He rose up from his near-death bed. Oy Vey!
To spew out, once again, his leftist views.
We used to think he cared about the Jews.
An anti-Semite prez he then endorsed.
No one's exempt from payment of his dues.
At last! By failing heart! His silence, forced!
You can't spell "dunce" without a DNC.
Don't foist your statist fascism on me.
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
IV Robert Citron
IV Robert Citron
They should've voted for that Moorlach guy,
But Bobby had his day beneath the sun.
Well, now he's died, and no one cares just why.
Eight billion bucks in Orange County funds!
A bankruptcy is what our hero won,
With interest-rate derivatives his plan,
And Golden-state taxpayers had no fun,
When Bobby went off, handcuffed, in the van.
Do not despair. He's not the only man
To tax and spend and tax. It's tried and true!
That self-important California clan
Has got the same plan for the rest of you!
While chasing down the California dream,
He broke his neighbors. In a Ponzi scheme.
They should've voted for that Moorlach guy,
But Bobby had his day beneath the sun.
Well, now he's died, and no one cares just why.
Eight billion bucks in Orange County funds!
A bankruptcy is what our hero won,
With interest-rate derivatives his plan,
And Golden-state taxpayers had no fun,
When Bobby went off, handcuffed, in the van.
Do not despair. He's not the only man
To tax and spend and tax. It's tried and true!
That self-important California clan
Has got the same plan for the rest of you!
While chasing down the California dream,
He broke his neighbors. In a Ponzi scheme.
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