Posted on 01/05/2006 11:42:41 PM PST by doug from upland
The loose libs will sink our ship...they think treason is so very hip
Al Qaeda knows...there's a friendship that continues to grow
The loose libs will sink our ship...their big mouths they can't keep zipped
They hate Bush so...like the Black Sox this whole war they would throw
Traitor New York Times...in the New York Times, they have given secrets away
Now if things go right, let's hope, they'll meet my tree and rope some day
The loose libs will sink our ship...all our weapons they would like to strip
We are not right...they hope we will lose the fight
The loose libs will sink our ship...they are leaking at a frantic clip
They do not care...in the White House a Republican's there
The loose libs will sink our ship...their big mouths they can't keep zipped
They hate Bush so...like the Black Sox this whole war they would throw
Traitor New York Times...in the New York Times, they have given secrets away
Now if things go right, let's hope, they'll meet my tree and rope some day
The loose libs will sink our ship...since 2000, they have lost their grip
If they could choose...they would see that we would lose
Very, very timely and will have me humming for the next few days. Thanks.
You get credit for the line --- loose libs sink ships.
I always thought that there was a song about Boutrous-Boutrous Ghali.
I was never able to finish it, but I know there is one there.
He's no longer topical, but I was thinking that something to the tune of "Good Golly, Miss Molly" would work.
"Boutrous-Boutrous Ghali at the house of blue light..."
"Boutrous Ghali, Miss Molly..."
You get the idea.
Timing's not there. He is yesterday's news.
Twas brillag and the slimey toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe.
All mumsy were the boregroves and NY Times outgrabe.
Beware the Jabiraq my son the rockets shoot the claws that catch. Beware the Dashell bird and shun the Shumerous bandersnatch.He took his his vorpal sword in hand long time to meet a mortal foe as rights discussed and weapons moved and poplotics with colon blow.
As in uffish thought he stood while Jabberwock with eyes aflame came wiffling through the desert wood assessing all the blame.
One Two and through and thru the vorpal 2000 went snicker snack and left it dead and with it's head he came a charging back.
And hadst thou slain the Jabbiraq? Come to my arms my Texas boy.Fantastic day,Koolaid,coolray the words will we employ.
Twas brillag and the slimey toves did gyre and gimble in their way All mumsy-pumsey were the bores in groves and the moam wraths remained outgrabe.
Disclaimer: Opinions posted on Free Republic are those of the individual posters and do not necessarily represent the opinion of Free Republic or its management. All materials posted herein are protected by copyright law and the exemption for fair use of copyrighted works.