Voting no for the scrubbing of subs,
Putting a rest to the hubbubbing of bubs.
This congressional panel,
Is changing the channel,
To the Pentagon’s flubbing by Shrubs!
(five more after the fold)
Pat Robertson now says that he’s sorry,
He “implied” that Chavez should be quarry.
His act of contrition,
Looks more like he’s fishin,
To save a reputation that’s hopelessly tarry.
Today physicians will Congress beseech,
For regulation of maggot and leech.
Creatures formerly deplored,
Now by doctors adored,
`Tis to the choir that they really will preach…
A Clumsy attempt at Iraq/Terror merging,
This Bush speech claiming “terrorists are converging”.
This latest round of polemics,
Leaves him looking bulimic,
On Iraq he keeps bingeing and purging…
With Katrina bearing down on panhandle,
The Floridians all rush to buy candles,
They’ve lost sight of the mark,
Unprepared for THIS shark,
The panhandler named Katherine, the vandal…
Of reality TV we seem never to tire,
The genera has yet to expire,
Here’s the latest promotion,
For single parenting notions,
Trumps the Trump with the catchphrase, “You’re Sired!”
