Oh you pail fashionate one

You give us all

A for free fashion show

You wear exotic banana peel

In radiant Alaskan day-glow

You glide down the walk

bespectacled grin

No emperor McCain's new clothes

Will stop Cinderella's win

Walt Disney smiles crooked

From creepy creaky crypt

"A Sarah's Story"

America pays $7.50

To get Mickey Mouse like gyped

Your statistics aren't very strong

Drudge got a blubblublillion hits in a near nano-second

A Blillion morons cannot be wrong.

Santa McCain

And his 8

Tiny little reindeer.

Alaskan

Femme-tastic

White...

The sun shown on the snowbanks

Is so blindingly bright...

A never never land

Of unending endless night...

In scarlet skimpy Santa Claws suit

Nerds get sqirmy

Rush Limbaugh

Red nose belly chuckles

Cherry red broadcasts national wide "Cute"

We are America

We are the world

You are our Wonderwoman

Our comicbook fantasy

All in one

Do it all Supergirl

Please won't you be our wicked snow queen

Our grudgeful stepmother

Step on our fingers

Please be our cruel lover

Flog our flacid asses

Flog them swift and fast

We are your America

We are Super-cali-frag-ilistic-uber-power

A Super Sado-mass-a-cast...

Americans are Ameri-cans

Never Ameri-can'ts

Two tools for sister Sarah

She really wears the pants

Flip flap

Belly flop

Bachmann Burn 'er Overdrive

Republican underbelly

Kick drop....

Tee hee hee...

Can see that ACORN

DID register Mickey Mouse

AKA John McCain...

You are my hero

Let's take our country back

Back from Bush's Killing Fields

The nightmare year ZERO.

From a golden tumbler

I always wanna be

In that Celery number

When the stalks start stalking in....

Sarah knows the meaning of "Empathy"

"Empathy!"

So easy!

Sarah's eyes light up fast

"Empathy is what cha got, when there's no water in yer glass"

With the heel of unglued shoe

Garbage goes out on ze old day

Bright barnstormers wing the new

You are more ravishing than Ivana Trump

I tumble for U Smutlana

Can Klytus be your lapdog chump?

Senator Good Celery....

If it was up to me

In all 'o these things

It'd be the Good Celery

That'd be the one pullin' all the strings....

Is an ancient Sandskrit word

Applied to swamis and sacred fools

The world is their golden tapestry

And YOU

It's gullible tools.

"Sarah Palin!"

"Come on down!"

Sarah leaped up with excited glee

Tell 'em Johnny Olson:

"Sarah!"

"You just won an all expences paid for

Republican party shopping spree!"

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!

Forgive my gross mispelling

Correctly it's spelled SANSKRIT.

He who take pundit at his word

Have the brains of little bird....

It is fortunate that Bachmann was not born Klingon

Klingon honor unfulfilled

The Klingon High Council

Would have ordered Bachmann KILLED!

Hath noth badoth!

People who call themselves Truthfully

Always fuck and rob the blind...

what's cookin' good lookin'?

Turn to the left

Fashion

Turn to the right

OOOOOOO

Fashion

We are the goon squad and we're coming to town

Beep! Beep!

Cos I wanna beeeeee Cel-ery!!

Socrates himself

Could not have expressed it better

Remember to bundle up

As we face colder weather

I wholey agree

Most pundits

From their precious thrones of media punditry

Are only interested in the sweet strains

Of their own ego driven symphonies...

kick back

enjoy

And Vinny the Geek

Drool on their Sarah Palin pin ups

Mailman Max brings 'em

Each week

Readerreader

Alone in his room

Celibately entombed

Sits high atop his stool

As he looks longingly at the pail Pailin likeness

In a puddle of his own Boy's Life

Dim slick licking drool

Sarah's Mooseketeer scouts

They want a fantasy femme fantabulous

They can look up to

They're great white queen

Of the great white north

Up in the wishy washy white house

Fanboys freak

At that time of the week

When mailman Max

Delivers a brand new

Palin peek....

I would

I should

I can

I am

I want

I need

I dream

I demand

B-b-b-b-bomb Iran

On the eve of a war that will last for four generations and break civilization apart at the seams Pippa Parsworthy comments:

"War can be a highly stimulating thing!"

John Cabal remarks in rye rebuttal:

"Yes, but one can overdo a stimulant"

The best remark of course is delivered on the eve of civilization's final resounding destruction...

"We must make an end of war, or war will make an end of us."

Boys Life bums and withered winos all helplessly weep

To you too!

Never trust an American pie

Eat real Linguini

Never egg & ketchup noodles

The most honest pie in America

Is imported apple strudle

for that matter!

Could buy a new house

With all of that bread

150 grand

Just fucks with my head

If we are bedamned

Bedeviled

Branded bare buttocks

By the mad mark of McCain

Deliverence unto destruction

Mega-mega-madness

Bomb bays laden

The rape of the Liberty maiden

Atomically Insane....

...for me to POOP ON!!

In U.A.E.

In Sultan Hassan's mosque crypt

Iranian people livin' on hard work and thrift

America the cruel lover

Leaves hard hearts hardened, soured, and ripped

The scales of good sense

Sorely tested

To be tipped?

Ahmad-I-ned-job

Campains for Iranian elections

Ayatollahs undertake inspections

For Hard line credentials

Moderate Khatami sits alone sipping his Persian tea

Waiting and watching

Wondering

The next turn in Iran's long history...

Aww ain't he cute.

Ahmad-I-need-a-job

The Mark of McCain in '08

The ticket from out the wild thicket

To satisfy the world's insatiable hate

Don't cry to your Mommie

When there's no moderating Mohammed Khatami

Hee Hee Hee...

McCainery in lotiioned motion

Chicainery reserved

Inside GOPish grainery

Slopish Viet-bomb slave

The season of the BITCH

The diggers of your grave

Happy Freddy Kruger

No Holywood hapless Luger

The bullet slips the nervous strain

The bullet delivered to your McRonaldland brain

America the brave

America the cowardly knave

Have hopes the slips of bonds

Release the luckless slave

...Too loudly defensive...

Unharvested chicainery...

What shakes forth loose stools..?

Why O Allah suffer the fools..?

Salam-A-Laikum my Murican friends

Bring us barbarians to our logical biblical end...