“I’m for Mitt Romney.”–George W. Bush, issuing a four-word presidential endorsement as he got on an elevator.
Breviousness is the soul of wit.
Compared to some Ivy League snob
I’m endorsifying Mitt.
He’d do a heck of a job.
You know where Mitt Romney stands
He stands in the path of progressing.
Leadership is in his glands.
I’m giving him my blessing.
He’s got compassion for the wifes
Of working men and women
And hopes and dreams of better lifes
To which they won’t not give in.
In newspapers and in the press
They excruciate him.
They hate his successfulness.
Misunderestimate him
Mitt’s a man that’s Mormonistic,
And I oppose those who exploit
Religion, or because his daddy ran a big autistic
Company in Detroit.
The Ames sisters give Adler their endorsification. Totally 110%!
Let us now refudiate
The nods from politicians,
Especially those who bloviate
About things like renditions.
Pray that they just slink away,
Refrain from commentating.
Try to keep the press at bay–
We’re no longer salivating
For empty thoughts and portmanteaux
That don’t make any sense
From those who live in five chateaux
Pay taxes with sixpence.
We just don’t trust ideologues
They’re only out to getcha
While wallowing like greedy hogs.
We’re done, we swear, you betcha.
Super, Jerry. Glad I ran into you and found out about this sideline of yours. It’s bookmarked. Regards, Charles A, retired Park Slope baseball coach