Friday, May 28, 2010

A Three Hour Tour...

Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale,

A tale of a fateful trip

That started from this tropic port

Aboard this tiny ship

The mate was a mighty sailing man,

The President lame and unsure

Five passengers set sail that day

For a three hour tour, a three hour tour

The weather started getting rough,

The tiny ship was tossed,

If not for the weight of the toxic sludge

The President would be lost, the President would be lost

The ship set ground on the shore of this unchartered lethal ruin

With Obama

The Skipper too

The BP Billionaire and his wife,

The professor and Janet N

Here on Obama's Isle

So this is the tale of the throwaways,

They're here for a long, long time

They'll have to fill that gaping hole,

It's an uphill climb

The first mate and the President too,

Will do their very best,

To make the others all forget

Who's responsible for this mess

So join us here each week my friend

You're sure to see a mile

Of poisonous slime and scorched wildlife

Here on Obama's Isle.


Cleghornboy said...

Spilligin....fill that damned hole!

John Ansley said...

ShrewsburyCatholic said...

Drudge is reporting how Obama regularly spends five hours on the golf course. I guess the Gulf of Mexico only merited three.

Cleghornboy said...

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