Great job, CG...it's an insult to our National Intelligence fer the DemonRATS to spend four days trying to convince Americans that the most Lib'ral, out-of-touch Senator in DeeCee is somehow a moderate or mainstream!! As you say in the song, Kerry's nutin but a "Little Old Commie from Massachusetts" and by no means a legitimate National candidate.
FReegards...MUD
Lynyrd Skynyrd's "The Ballad of Curtis Loew"
Well I used to wake the morning before the rooster crowed
Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough
Brought 'em down to the corner, down to the country store
Cash 'em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Loew
Old Curt was a black man with white curly hair
When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care
He used to own an old dobro, used to play it across his knee
I'd give old Curt my money, he'd play all day for me
(Chorus)
Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro
People said he was useless, them people are the fools
'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten
Mama used to whip me but I'd go see him again
I'd clap my hands, stomp my feets, try to stay in time
He'd play me a song or two
Then take another drink of wine.
Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro
People said he was useless, them people are the fools
'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
Yes sir
On the day old Curtis died, nobody came to pray
Ol' preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the clay
But he lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues
And on the day he lost his life, that's all he had to lose
Play me a song Curtis Loew, Hey Curtis Loew
I wish that you was here so everyone would know
People said he was useless, them people all are fools
'Cause Curtis you're the finest picker to ever play the blues
Pre...MUD
Thanks. I wrote a CONvention preview poem on Mon Morning and a Kerry 2004 campaign poem this morning.
DNC CONvention
The scum and slime’s descending,
On Old Boston town.
Smells like bloated rotting fish,
With them all around.
Bill and Hill and Al Gore too,
Jimmy Carter’s there.
Sandy Berger should show up,
Watch you files with care.
Ted Kennedy is belching,
Or is that his speech.
Hillary announces Bill,
With her famous screech.
Howard Dean will scream out loud,
Really draws a crowd.
Al Gore will bring his lock box,
He’ll be shouting loud.
John Kerry and John Edwards,
Are the central theme.
Biggest libs to ever run,
This is one bad dream.
John will bring his Purple Hearts,
Bought so long ago.
Edwards will just stand and smile,
Nothing else to show.
Me, I’ll keep the TV off,
I don’t need their spew.
They aren’t selling what I’d buy,
Hope that’s true for you.
Conspiracy Guy 7/26/04
Kerry 2004
I want to be the President,
Though all know I can’t lead.
I really want the power though,
It’s really what I need.
I’ll lie and cheat and fabricate,
I’ll flip and flop for sure.
The left’s so dumb they’ll vote for me,
For stupid, there’s no cure.
George Bush lied, I’ll chant and sing,
Though I know it’s not true.
I love America I’ll say,
Another lie for you.
I’ll back the UN’s global push,
No sovereignty for us.
The world rides free at our expense,
We’ll even buy the bus.
Let terror rain down on this land,
We really are to blame.
Oh yes, I fought in Viet Nam,
Four months, then home I came.
Three Purple Hearts for paper cuts,
Like some right of passage.
You bet my name’s John Kerry,
And I approve this message.
Conspiracy Guy 7/30/2004