Got this from an ol’ college chum. I don’t know where he got it from, but I think it goes great right here:
Bush is my shepherd; I dwell in want.
He maketh logs to be cut down in national forests.
He leadeth trucks into the still wilderness.
He restoreth my fears.
He leadeth me in the paths of international disgrace for his ego’s sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of pollution and war, I will find no exit, for thou art in office.
Thy tax cuts for the rich and thy media control, they discomfort me.
Thou preparest an agenda of deception in the presence of thy religion.
Thou anointest my head with foreign oil.
My health insurance runneth out.
Surely megalomania and false patriotism shall follow me all the days of thy term,
And my jobless child shall dwell in my basement forever.
And I surely have no qualms about linking to MadKane’s somewhat related limericks, including this one:
A Broadcasting Preacher Named Pat
By Madeleine Begun Kane
A broadcasting preacher named Pat,
Who quite frequently talks through his hat,
Seems to think it’s God’s will
That we Prez Chavez kill.
Then we’ll take all his oil, and that’s that.
Here’s another one of MadKane’s that you just HAVE to link to:
http://www.madkane.com/bush_missing.html
And while I’m on the subject, don’t miss this video from badmash.
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you feel like you’re disappearing. you barely exist but for the soul-sucking needs of an old woman who never learned how to be alone with herself. she wants her framed pope’s blessing. you look through the boxes in the cellar. you know you packed it. it’s there somewhere. you still haven’t found all the things you need. you need time to yourself, time to read, time to find the items to start creating the wall hanging you’re been thinking about for the last six months. you’ve lost your center. you’ve become what she needs you to be, and that’s not you at all. not at all. never has been. why do you look like that she asks, in all doting/dotage innocence. are you mad about something? are you sad, she asks. yes, yes, all of the above, you don’t answer.
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In two weeks am taking off to visit friends in Albany overnight, and then leaving from there to spend several days with my toddler grandson et al. That’s why I moved here, so I can take a break every once in a while. She won’t be happy. But I sure will.