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Showing posts with label Aaron Schock. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Aaron Schock. Show all posts
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21 March 2015
The last one--I promise...
The Illinois Congressman Aaron Schock,
Such a pretty-boy: so easy to mock.
Therefore, I would like to posit
Some skeleton in his closet.
Which may turn the
key of a jail cell lock.
20 March 2015
19 March 2015
the continuing story
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He should have cared about his constituent's silage,
Instead, he abused his Congressional privilege.
Oh so pretty,
But so petty.
Oh yes: he inflated reimbursable mileage.
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18 March 2015
Let the revisionism [and redistribution] begin.
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"Lehmeh see... Ah jes must have those sconces, an' those beaded lamp shades, an' that luuvly spray of pheasant fehthuhs. And oh my gracious, is that organza table-skirt real silk; if it is, Ah'll jes die to have it! Mercy me, that dahlin' faintin' couch will fit right in mah office; Ah surely could use it when Ah git the vapors! An' ooh my, what's that over yondah? Are those the autographed copies of Men's Health?"
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17 March 2015
The Ballad of Aaron Schock, continued.
From Illinois
Whose future, we think, looks pretty barren.
In the land of Lincoln
Something is stinkin'.
Guess who's now political carrion?
15 March 2015
09 February 2015
"Oh dahlin', I jes love wacha done with the place!"
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| " I puts me in mind of a lil' Bawdy House theme pahty ah gave in Charleston in the late sebbenties." |
06 February 2015
Just substitute 'republican' for 'lumberjack'.
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Oh, I'm a lumberjack, and I'm okay,
I sleep all night and I work all day.
CHORUS: He's a lumberjack, and he's okay,
He sleeps all night and he works all day.
I cut down trees, I eat my lunch,
I go to the lava-try.
On Wednesdays I go shoppin'
And have buttered scones for tea.
Mounties: He cuts down trees, he eats his lunch,
He goes to the lava-try.
On Wednesdays 'e goes shoppin'
And has buttered scones for tea.
CHORUS: I cut down trees, I skip and jump,
I like to press wild flowers.
I put on women's clothing,
And hang around in bars.
Mounties: He cuts down trees, he skips and jumps,
He likes to press wild flowers.
He puts on women's clothing
And hangs around.... In bars???????
CHORUS: I chop down trees, I wear high heels,
Suspenders and a bra.
I wish I'd been a girlie
Just like my dear papa.
Mounties: He cuts down trees, he wears high heels
Suspenders?? and a .... a Bra????
(spoken, raggedly) What's this? Wants to be a "girlie"?
Oh, My!
And I thought you were so rugged! Poofter!
CHORUS: All: He's a lumberjack, and he's okaaaaaaayyy.....
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At first I thought I would do a parody of Monty Python's Lumberjack song, but it hardly seemed necessary.
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