The Sore of Gore Their gluteus maximus bears a sore, A festering furuncle named Al Gore. A six year old deep down infection, Contagion caused by close election. Party doctors can’t decide just what, Will cure this boil upon their butt, Knowing only that it pains their tush, A fearsome bug, georgicoccus bush. In political pain they lose their touch, To reason well or think too much; Their pain is throbbing every nerve, Leaving unto them no will to serve, To support their nation and its needs, They care not that their nation bleeds. Political pus in a suppurant sore,...