~~~~ThE oFfIcIaL fRiDaY sIlLiNeSs ThReAd~~~~

[Lucky9teen]

Our President, Mr. Obama,
Governs with cool, never drama.
His sweet words can thrill,
But his policies kill.
Fine language won’t hide bloody trauma.


NATIONAL COMIC BOOK DAY

There once was a guy named Barack
Who loved to hear himself talk
He bought all the banks
Then wanted our thanks
Though he put all our children in hock



A mandate the Dems thought he’d get
More liberal than center, you bet
But we never knew
How badly He’d do
While piling up trillions in debt



Our president knows how to parse
Golden words into nebulous farce
But he makes the crowds swoon
And sing along with his tune
‘Cuz the media kisses his arse.



He promised us change and we got it
Though not quite the way that we thought it
To his left he owes debt
To his right, deep regret
And our kids will be broke cause we bought it.

[ShadowAce]

A canny young fisher named Fisher
Once fished from the edge of a fissure.
A fish with a grin
Pulled the fisherman in -—
Now they’re fishing the fissure for Fisher.

[ClearCase_guy]

A lady with fabulous eyes
Exposed ACORN’s nefarious lies
The news anchors went into a fit
And said don’t think for a moment that it
Will get you a Pulitzer Prize

[bmwcyle]

[ShadowAce]

A major, with wonderful force,
Called out in Hyde Park for a horse.
All the flowers looked round,
But no horse could be found;
So he just rhododendron, of course.

[Pan_Yan]

We got us a shiny new leader
who promised to open some doors.
He taxed all our jobs and spit on our friends
and now he has stolen our drawers.

Barry was spooning with Hugo
and kissing the Saudi king’s ring.
He groped with Qaddafi and snuggled with Kim
and then covered Isael with pee.

[Pan_Yan]

I’m now going to go get more coffee and try to remember how to spell the name of the only sane country in the middle east.

[bmwcyle]

[ShadowAce]

To compose a limerick today,
Don’t proceed in the old-fashioned way:
With your toes on the keys,
Bang the floor with your knees:
“Oh how modern!” the critics will say.

[Nateman]

[CSM]

Awesome limericks!

Thanks for the silliness today.

[ShadowAce]

A crossword compiler named Moss
Who found himself quite at a loss
When asked, “Why so blue?”
Said, “I haven’t a clue
I’m 2 Down to put 1 Across.”

[Pharmboy]

There once was a lad named McNameter;
Whose mistress kept calling him amatuer;
She said: "Your technique
Is too rotten antique
And your rhythm's iambic pentameter."

[Nateman]

[Pan_Yan]

I’m typing my best in reply,
no toes, knees or bum need apply.
I’m working real fast
to write words that will last,
but my thumbs are so sore I could cry.

[ShadowAce]

Limericks I cannot compose
With noxious smells in my nose;
But this one was easy
I only felt queasy
Because I was sniffing my toes.

[ShadowAce]

As 007 walked by
He heard a wee spider say, “Hi.”
But shaken, he shot
It right there on the spot
As it tried to explain, “I’m a spi ...”

[ShadowAce]

I like puns, too—

One Saturday morning at three
A cheesemonger’s shop in Paree
Collapsed to the ground
With a thunderous sound
Leaving only a pile of de brie.

[ShadowAce]

A he-melon suffering droop
Spied a she-melon round as a hoop;
And he beamed as he said,
“Come away, let’s be wed.”
But she sighed and she said, “Canteloupe.”

[synbad600]

There once was a woman named Giles
Who dressed as a whore and beguiled
Instead of great scorn
She met w/ Acorn
And exposed a taste worse than bile

[Sparko]

We’ve now got a guy named Barack
Who just likes to hear himself talk.
Just talking way too long,
- for he is quite head strong -
who knew we elected a peacock?