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:

  1. 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?

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  2. 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.

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  3. 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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  4. 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!"

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