November 28, 2012

  • Poor Romney

    This is for @We_deny_everything. I am not a poet, but he is so down about Christmas ads that he misses politics. I am giving him both.

     

    ‘Twas the month post election

    And all through the states

    Not a voter was worried 

    About poor Romney’s disgrace.

     

    The shoppers were strolling 

    Through the market with care

    Imagine their shock

    That drunken Romney was there!

     

    “How are we today, friends?”

    He said with a mumble

    “The economy is in shambles”

    He shouted, then stumbled.

     

    Hair was disheveled

    His clothing a mess

    With a faint scent of urine

    He wasn’t his best.

     

    Atop of a counter

    He suddenly climbed

    Shouting warnings of doomsday

    That weren’t far behind.

     

    Security was called

    The children all cried

    When Mitt opened his trench coat

    To show what was inside.

     

    Tasers and handcuffs

    A broken jug of rum

    Was a warning to all politicians 

    Of what could become.

     

    Children, heed this tale

    Of sorrow and shame

    Don’t be a politician,

    Just look at McCain. 

     

    No offense to anybody! This post was inspired by the Onion.

    http://www.theonion.com/articles/filthy-mitt-romney-delivers-campaign-speech-to-aud,30522/?ref=auto

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