[do the dhue]

OK, OK, I worked all night on this:

Ready?

OK, here goes!

This is the original:

Wee Willie Winkie rhyme poem

Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town, Upstairs and downstairs in his nightgown, Tapping at the window and crying through the lock, Are all the children in their beds, it's past eight o'clock?

And here is my Conservative rhyme:

Wee Willie Clinton rhyme poem

Wee Willie Clinton runs through the town, Upstairs and downstairs in his nightgown, Tapping at the window and crying through the lock, Are all the interns in their beds, it's past eight o'clock?

I worked half the night on that.

Since that was really easy, I'll try another. You are going to call me butter, cause I am on a roll...

Itsy Bitsy Spider song : lyric

Itsy Bitsy spider climbing up the spout Down came the rain and washed the spider out Out came the sun and dried up all the rain Now Itsy Bitsy spider went up the spout again!

My version:

Itsy Ditsy Traitors

Itsy Ditsy Traitors went to DC to Spout Down came the surge and washed the terrorist out Out came the Eagles and they Gathered in DC Now the Itsy Ditsy Traitors know, a Patriot they will never be.

That might make the worst one. Hey, I am havin' fun trying for FR here, OK? :-)

[flaglady47]

Little Miss Rodham
Sat on her bottom,
Eating her words they say;
There came a Freeper,
Who sat down beside her,
And frightened Miss Rodham away.

[MinuteGal]

Freeper Do the Dhue spent all night on the following two Mother Freep entries:

WEE WILLIE CLINTON

"Wee Willie Clinton runs through the town
Upstairs and downstairs in his nightgown
Tapping at the window
And crying through the lock
Are all the interns in their beds, it's past eight o'clock?"

Excellent word painting, my dear Dhue. The visual is frightening.

ITZY DITZY TRAITORS

"Itzy Ditzy Traitors went to DC to spout
Down came the surge and washed the terrorist out
Out came the Eagles and they Gathered in DC
Now the Itzy Ditzy Traitors know, a Patriot they will never be"

This rhyme clearly plumbs the infernal depths in both poetic meter, grammar and punctuation. However, the thought is so clear, so topical, so patriotic, so passionate that "Itzy Ditzy Traitors" will clearly be a leading contender for Worst Mother Freep Nursery rhyme.

Good (or bad, whichever) luck to you, Do the Dhue....and many thanks for devoting a good part of your evening to the FReepathon fundraiser!

Leni