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And by a prudent flight and cunning save A life which valour could not, from the grave. A better buckler I can soon regain, But who can get another life again? Archilochus

Friday, August 7, 2015

Anudder Mispent Yute!

There was an Old Lady whose folly
Induced her to sit in a holly:
Whereupon by a thorn
Her dress being torn,
She quickly became melancholy.
- Edward Lear

4 comments:

FreeThinke said...

A fat fatuous pollster, Frank Luntz,
Whose thick-wittedness ceaselessly blunts
His party's best goals ––
Brings us nearer the shoals.
Now ain't that the dumbest of stunts?

Joe Cameltoe said...

The whole punditocracy protects the status quo Established order. They are not the instruments (or judges) of change, alhthough THAT is precisely the "role" that for all appearances, they give themselves.

FreeThinke said...

A mischievous fellow named Brian
Not noted for simperin' nor sighin'
Thinks the world's run by Bosses
Who promote our great losses,
And to that I can't say that he's lyin.'


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FreeThinke said...

Said the Hag as Slick Willie withdrew,
"My dear sir, I'm afraid this won't do,
For Obama adds drama,
Is calmer and warmer
And, longer and stronger than you!"