Tuesday, September 06, 2005

See Ya' Little Buddy

May you ride a nice, pleasant little cloud of hemp up to the great beyond, while all here remains as primitive as can be.

And with that in mind…

Just sit right back and you’ll hear a tale
Of our old prosperity
No war, job growth, and the stock market
Were making history

The mate was a prince but a mannequin
The “skip” had much allure
They butted heads but ruled as one
And a “third term” seemed so sure, a “third term” seemed so sure

(feel free to supply your own sound effects…)

The weather started getting rough, the ship of state was tossed
The millennium saw the Florida crash and everything was lost

Now we’ve set ground on the shore of this uncharted desert aisle
With Gilligan (the preznit)
The Skipper too (Cheney)
The millionaire and his wife (“Poppy” and the “beautiful mind”)
The movie star (Ahh-nold)
The Professor (Rove)
And Mary Ann (Condi)

Here on Dubya’s Isle.
Yeah, I know, I can do better. I wish I could've found a way to fit Rummy in also.

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