I predict Obama will be hailed as a God and Sarah Palin bashed again.
A little poem I wrote in honor of the Oscars.
Filthy Gorgeous
Camera candy nose
Pyroclastic pose
Beverly Hills publicity
Her kittys named felicity
Do the Bentley boogie down
In that shaved Versace gown
Vesuvius Christmas wreath
Viral presents underneath
Walk that red carpet ruse
Marrying mortgaged shoes
Spaghetti string saunter
Sauced communists want her
Champagne celebrity schmooze
Collecting her psychic’s dues
Visions of pin-up hair
Her cleavage loves a dare
Bedroom studded glasses
Nonprescription asses
Paparazzi puckered lips
Pillow tops of Botox tips
She seduces colorblind nations
Undressing orphaned obligations
Designer hip dysplasia
High heel knockoffs in Asia
Behold the drama queen
A feudal minx of screen
Begging the homeless to dream
Because Oscar makes her scream
It’s hard for me to get excited about the Oscars. Yes there could be Sarah Palin bashing.
I never understand why so many Oscar nominated movies are not big blockbuster hits. They seem to nominate movies which few people have seen. Why tune in to watch to see who won an award for some movie you don’t know anything about?
How long into the broadcast before Billy Crystal takes a shot at Gingrich, Santorum, Romney, or all three? Ten minutes tops! Sarah too of course.