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She is not a Happy Hillary now
Haunted by what could have been
If only Bill had kept his zipper zipped
Why can't he learn to shut up, shut up
If only the hurt could stop, please stop
But the money will help to ease the pain someday
And a little liposuction too
Yoga at the spa
She will laugh a quiet laugh come November
As all the states pile up for that smore from Alaska
And the pilot who would not long be broken
Pretensions of graciousness will refill the coffers
Hundreds of millions of soothing currencies
Yes
Hillary Infatuation Infects Irritable Hoot Owls
Mike Madden fails to mention Todd's vast rightwing panty collection.
Everywhere this tall dark handsome dude goes, the panties come flying.
Sarah is the envy of millions and millions of heartland gals.
He's got more panties than Tom Jones ever did.
This is a juggernaut the brie crowd cannot resist.
But send all your money to Barry The Con anyways.
Personal financial exhaustion in progressive circles isn't all bad.
This will help Michelle fund that Martha's Vinyard dream house.
Quiet summer afternoons swinging on the porch bench
Pleasant Atlantic breezes and not a windmill in sight
A dude named Barrack came riding on a donkey from the west
A true first dude, His tyme had come said, Mary Magdalen Michelle
Christopher Matthews and Babba WaWa and Whoopsie hailed His Glory
Don't overlook The Oprah, Divine Intervention
The heartache sears the souls of the selfless
Silent in the desperate dreads of despair
All that gone just because of the world's largest panty collection
All that gone, all is a lost cause of instantaneous harmony and peas
And from the great North tundra glowers a dude with a panty filled dogsled
This here saloon is just full of full of theselves libral prostitutes.
The smart ones refuse to think.
History!
Fruck history!
Now they got themselves a new Messiah. And, He'll be different.
Most of them, this new Messiah wouldn't allow within 1000 feet of his daughters at the University of Chicago Laboratory School ($20,000.00 per year) while he expects them peons to be content with the Chicago Public Schools with their 60 year history of 40+ per cent drop out rates and graduates who can't even read, and teachers who can't even deliver a grammatical sentence in class.
Dear Sweet Lotus Feet,
Stop trying to reason with these ignorant slobs
Come with me to a special place where reason prevails
We can read Gary Becker and Milton Friedman essays together
We can try to influence others who are really looking for answers
Not these bitter loosers, who have no clue about how to turn their own lives around and become productive.
What's going on is not a matter of regulation vs. deregulation.
You had politicians, most of them democrats, demanding the banks give mortgages to people who had no business getting mortgages because they couldn't afford to pay them.
This political pressure from the politicians on the banks and S&L's started this mess. Of course, once it began, people, being the greedy slugs which they are, had a grand time collecting all kinds of fees and commissions on the homes so many could not really afford to buy and maintain.
Then Ginnie May and Freddy Mac, the Democrats' favorite pseudo corporations, got busy bundling these worthless mortgages into "securities" the public was told were as safe as treasuries. At Ginnie May, over 20 of the top executives were pulling in at least one million dollars a year, and any time someone in the press (especially the W Street Journal) or in Congress tried to expose this Ponzi Scam, the Democrats, especially Rangel and Schumer, screamed bloody murder that these meanies where trying to screw people out of their natural right to own their own homes (nevermind they could not afford to own their own homes; what's wong btw with renting until you save enough for a realistic down payment which allows you to buy a home you can actually afford to pay for?) and of course Ginnie and Freddie were major contributors to Schumer and Rangel et all the corrupt politicians getting fat off this Ponzi Scheme.
Barry Zero's exploitation of turbulent markets is transparent demagoguery, perfectly suited to the ignoramuses who frequent Salon group think.
And I've got a plan,
Nevermind I've never understood the dynamics of growth,
Nor do I care to learn about that stuff,
Just gotta promise to be true, promise to be true,
I've just got to find enough losers to believe in me,
And vote for me
Believe in me, cause I got change, (I got sunshine too)
On a cloudy day I'll dance to the music,
In Chicago, my kind of town,
Where I never meet a corrupt developer I didn't like,
And, I'm in with the Irish eyes are smiling Daley Boyz
And, what'll I do if I win?
God only knows how much I love me (no how much I love YOU)
You have nothing to loose but your illusions
And your delusions
A con man can not be a con unless he's got you
So never mind the big house ill gotten
Never mind the 20 years of jumping up and down hatred
Never mind the lost years at Columbia (writing about revolution?)
Never mind Tony of Damascus, the house fairy
Jesus had Paul of Tarsus
Barry had Antonin of Damascus
Never mind Billy (I should have bombed them more) Ayers
Never mind need a job Stroger
Never mind the dirty windy city
Never mind
True Believers of the world unite
Sell your souls to this slickster
Go to his events
And toss him your panties
He needs a massive panty collection
To rival The First Dude's