I'm Only Packing Poetry, So Don't Shoot

 

 

There once was a cowpie named Kerry

Who only ate the cream of Ben and Jerry.

When the 21st century came,

He proclaimed the world tame

And G8 nations would be like cows on a dairy.

 

There's nothing uglier than a political prog.

There's more beauty in slugs on a rotting log.

If I had my wish,

They'd be stomped till they squish.

Let's start with those two on a White House jog.

 

There once was a man named Bob Beckel

Who was more of a Hyde than a Jekyll.

He befriended Perino

And little did she know

He fancied her bra he'd unbuckle.

 

(The only capitalism Bob Beckel seems to appreciate is teen girls practicing prostitution.)

 

There once was a pussy named Reid

Who sprang from the dirt where rats peed.

He favored Pelosi,

But Barack mostly.

No matter, they all lived the same creed.