No 9/11 to mooch,
Says he’s sworn off of the hooch,
No big sloppy kiss,
In conjugal bliss,
Dubya has just screwed the pooch…
(Seven more after the fold!)
In response to the critical forces,
Brown’s resigned to silence the discourses.
But if this makes you feel sad,
It really isn’t so bad,
`Cause Dub’s found him a job milkin’ horses…
Bush denies there’s been any racism,
And bristles over his nepotism,
But his policies, it’s true,
Persecute folks, who vote blue,
The results: racial-poverty schism…
Today at lunch, LA’s power was gone,
It reminded everyone of Enron.
People enjoyed all their sprouts,
In the midst of black outs,
And ignored the threats from Adam Gadahn…
With suggestions that he simply demure,
And to be careful and not take the lure,
All his Republican pals,
And Conservative Cabals,
Have set us up for Judge Roberts’ manure…
A bellwether for Condi and Bolton;
Can they keep the UN from revoltin’?
Will they both have the right stuff,
Able to pull off a bluff,
If the world knows the bad cards they’re holdin’?
Bravo to all the musicians from HEAR,
Fighting the premature aging of ears,
You’ll keep enjoying Rock Gods,
By turning down your I-Pod,
To a decibel that’s much more austere…
A top award has been given to “Crash”,
A good flick that’s really earned lots of cash,
But if you’d read it one day,
“The Bridge of San Luis Rey”
You would see that this concept’s a re-hash…
