“They saw their injured country's woe;
The flaming town, the wasted field;
Then rushed to meet the insulting foe;
They took the spear, - but left the shield.”
―Philip Freneau
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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, June 2, 2017
Stop the Presses! The President Made a Typo!
...and some say that the media isn't being "overly" critical of Trump
This oh-so-clever little smart-assed, self-absorbed faggot just HAS to be a KIKE, right? Yeah, GOTTA be! [Hi there, Gert, baby, how're ya doin'? ;-]
Kerfuffles, from nothing he's making kerfuffles. And suddenly we see inanity from sea to sea. Kerfuffles, sing it loud it's like asses braying Sing it soft, it's a mantis preying ... Kerfuffles lurk 'neath everyone's bed ruffles.
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K-E-R-F-U-F-F-L-E-S are a pain Every wicked cuss will make a fuss 'Cause he just adore inflicting pain.
K-E-R-F-U-F-F-L-E-S to a fag Make great grist for when he's pissed And hopes to make you want to gag.
We know he's got Trump on the brain And so his fat rump's feeling pain. But when he screams,"Trump is stupid and he's mean," We know he's only making his snotty kerfuffles, 'Cause he's a screaming quean!
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Doorknobs and bedposts, and broomsticks make dildoes Faggot's fat fannies are nothing but Thrill Ho's Searching for sausage to fill gaping maws Mocking and breaking each one of God's laws.
When the scuffles top bed ruffles make kerfuffles at the door, You put out the fire, and quickly retire, and hope no one's called The Law!
NOW, can you name the TUNE to which eac h of these vulgar, hastily-contrived bits of whimsy was written?
Your link tells me that even a pointedly irreverent, utrageous old reprobate such as I is capable of realizing that "Freedom of Expression" can sometimes be carried M-U-C-H TOO FAR.
You go home and drop your panties Then well shack up in our shanties And we’ll drop down low –– Low Low Low! Then we’ll make kerfuffles In the midst of snuffles Scuffling to Kerfuffle-o!
And when The Donald comes a-calling To get a piece of action, dear, We’ll tell him that he’s appalling, And he should stick it in his ear!
Then we’ll kick away our panties As we shack up in our shanties While we’ll drop down low –– Low Low Low! Then we’ll make kerfuffles As we make loud snuffles Scuffling to Kerfuffle-o!
There she is, Miss Kerfuffllica! There she is your schlemiel. Quean to the old farts everyone should pity Trapped in shitty Joo Yawk City She will sing for you a ditty Mocking all that most think pretty.
There she is, Miss Kerfuffllica! There she is your schlemiel. A professional mockey beyond the norm With her smart ass, feminized face and form So there she is –– Mincing on air she is ––, Miss Kerfufflica!
You're the schlemiel of some liberal's eye as you strut your body on the run way strip A mirage for both you and us. How can you be real? We love your body in that magazine, your home state sure must be proud You're queen of the United States, or have you lost your crown
Well aren't you Miss Kerfuffllica Don't you Miss Kerfuffllica Won't you Miss Kerfuffllica Our love
Well are you really who you think you are Or does your dream seem to wear you down This girl who you once were is screaming to jump out This dream that you must live - a disease for which there is no cure This roller coaster ride you're on won't stop to let you off
Well aren't you Miss Kerfuffllica Don't you Miss Kerfuffllica Won't you Kerfuffllica Our love
Miss Kerfuffllica, Miss Kerfuffllica Miss Kerfuffllica, Miss Kerfuffllica
Well it's true just take a look - The cover sometimes breaks the book And the judges, do they ever ask to read between your lines And in your cage at the human zoo, they all stop to ogle you Next year, what will you do after you have been forgotten
Well aren't you Miss Kerfuffllica Don't you Miss Kerfuffllica Won't you Miss Kerfuffllica Our love
12 comments:
This oh-so-clever little smart-assed, self-absorbed faggot just HAS to be a KIKE, right? Yeah, GOTTA be! [Hi there, Gert, baby, how're ya doin'? ;-]
Kerfuffles, from nothing he's making kerfuffles.
And suddenly we see inanity from sea to sea.
Kerfuffles, sing it loud it's like asses braying
Sing it soft, it's a mantis preying ...
Kerfuffles lurk 'neath everyone's bed ruffles.
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K-E-R-F-U-F-F-L-E-S are a pain
Every wicked cuss will make a fuss
'Cause he just adore inflicting pain.
K-E-R-F-U-F-F-L-E-S to a fag
Make great grist for when he's pissed
And hopes to make you want to gag.
We know he's got Trump on the brain
And so his fat rump's feeling pain.
But when he screams,"Trump is stupid and he's mean,"
We know he's only making his snotty kerfuffles,
'Cause he's a screaming quean!
*************************
Doorknobs and bedposts, and broomsticks make dildoes
Faggot's fat fannies are nothing but Thrill Ho's
Searching for sausage to fill gaping maws
Mocking and breaking each one of God's laws.
When the scuffles top bed ruffles make kerfuffles at the door,
You put out the fire, and quickly retire, and hope no one's called The Law!
NOW, can you name the TUNE to which eac h of these vulgar, hastily-contrived bits of whimsy was written?
Maria,
...,
My favorite things.
:P
The second one was OKLAHOMA, believe it or not.
Just be glad we can't transmit sound on these blogs, or I would have sung it for you. (:-o
Your link tells me that even a pointedly irreverent, utrageous old reprobate such as I is capable of realizing that "Freedom of Expression" can sometimes be carried M-U-C-H TOO FAR.
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A BONUS PIECE of BITCHERY
You go home and drop your panties
Then well shack up in our shanties
And we’ll drop down low ––
Low Low Low!
Then we’ll make kerfuffles
In the midst of snuffles
Scuffling to Kerfuffle-o!
And when The Donald comes a-calling
To get a piece of action, dear,
We’ll tell him that he’s appalling,
And he should stick it in his ear!
Then we’ll kick away our panties
As we shack up in our shanties
While we’ll drop down low ––
Low Low Low!
Then we’ll make kerfuffles
As we make loud snuffles
Scuffling to Kerfuffle-o!
I need to shuffle off to Buffalo, now! Ciao!
Be sure to give my kerfuffles to Lake Erie!
ONE MORE for the ROAD
There she is, Miss Kerfuffllica!
There she is your schlemiel.
Quean to the old farts everyone should pity
Trapped in shitty Joo Yawk City
She will sing for you a ditty
Mocking all that most think pretty.
There she is, Miss Kerfuffllica!
There she is your schlemiel.
A professional mockey beyond the norm
With her smart ass, feminized face and form
So there she is ––
Mincing on air she is ––,
Miss Kerfufflica!
Turnabout IS fair play, ain't it?
You're the schlemiel of some liberal's eye as you strut your body on the run way strip
A mirage for both you and us. How can you be real?
We love your body in that magazine, your home state sure must be proud
You're queen of the United States, or have you lost your crown
Well aren't you Miss Kerfuffllica
Don't you Miss Kerfuffllica
Won't you Miss Kerfuffllica
Our love
Well are you really who you think you are
Or does your dream seem to wear you down
This girl who you once were is screaming to jump out
This dream that you must live - a disease for which there is no cure
This roller coaster ride you're on won't stop to let you off
Well aren't you Miss Kerfuffllica
Don't you Miss Kerfuffllica
Won't you Kerfuffllica
Our love
Miss Kerfuffllica, Miss Kerfuffllica
Miss Kerfuffllica, Miss Kerfuffllica
Well it's true just take a look - The cover sometimes breaks the book
And the judges, do they ever ask to read between your lines
And in your cage at the human zoo, they all stop to ogle you
Next year, what will you do after you have been forgotten
Well aren't you Miss Kerfuffllica
Don't you Miss Kerfuffllica
Won't you Miss Kerfuffllica
Our love
And may a definitive fit of Cataleptic Covfefe come to you, Kerfufflica amoroso de troppo anima perdita.
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