The obesity mandate’s in a bind,
And Americans are getting fatter in kind.
With our government giving up,
On regulating our sup,
It’s “No child left without fat behind”…
(four more after the fold)
Wanna bet that ol’ Dub claims success,
As nine states take on his Green House excess,
These power commissions,
Seek to lower emissions,
Yet Dub thinks Global Warming’s BS…
In calling the other day for a hit,
On Hugo Chavez, this Pat Robertson twit,
Perhaps, let’s be candid,
Might ought to be branded,
Exposing a “Contract with America”, legit…
“Cake or death,” Bush offers Sunnis, he’s daft,
Chimpering rhetoric he offers up as statecraft.
Iraq’s now filled with false choices,
And lots of padded invoices,
As they debate their constitutional graft.
Have Paparazzi maybe gone a bit far,
Chasing down these celebs in their cars?
It’ll get so much shriller,
As shutter clicking road killers,
Have bones ground by the Hummers of the stars…
