Wheeee! Rovey wolfed down a whole pan of prune-coffee bars while watching TiVoed Anderson Cooper in slow-mo last night, and he used the resultant potty hours to pen a few new poems. Enjoy!
Roses are red Felons are violent In Texas we fry 'em And *then* they stay silent! | Roses are red Like Dick Cheney's heart 'Cept where docs subbed in A metallic part |
Roses are red Valium's yellow Just like sunshine and daisies, Keeps First Ladies mellow | Roses are red As are most Southern states Cousins who marry Determine our fates |
Roses are red Kerry's hair's gray They say he got Botox He's probably gay! | Roses are red Beige for Joementum Dems dropping like flies- It's just fun to torment 'em! |
Didja miss the first installment?
Posted by Virginia at February 6, 2004 06:27 PM | TrackBackRoses are red, violets are blue.
You are so Lucky, that this blunder is through.
Sit and do NOTHING, and all will be well.
You have my promise, and that will be swell.
Beware of book bearing wolves in sheeps clothing.
They are sent to torment you so that you can not focus, and to break your heart and soul into a million little pieces.
I swear, someday, when I catch you, I am going to measure your alpha waves. That has to be it...
because there is no other "logical" explanation.