Camp Casey will endure chartered busses,
Filled with sycophantic Right-Wing blunderbusses,
They’ll whine and they’ll squeal,
In patriotical zeal,
These blood-lusted and embittered cusses.
(Five more after the fold)
Is it time to chalk up the latest flop,
From “Dear Leader”, that Shrubulyew fop?
His pathetic “solution”,
This Iraq constitution,
Dropped straight on his doorstep… ker-plop!
Although Floridians have tired of this crap,
Another disaster now sits in their lap,
After Katrina’s in ebb,
And they’ve weathered Dubbers and Jeb,
Maybe then they’ll take seriously “The Map”…
Thinking a warning might really be wise,
In California, they’ll start labeling fries.
The risk of cancer’s unsure,
But Attorney General Lockyer,
Promotes the notion of these package gadflies…
“Seeking public reaction to a plan”
FDA stalls, “morning after” pill’s banned…
This quibbling enforcement,
Is merely conservative endorsement.
The Right plans to have ALL birth control banned.
What? Redford and Newman? Could be!
They just might reunite for film three!
Could they bring home the goods,
In, “A Walk in the Woods”?
Or will Butch and Sundance merely sting you and me?