reworked Mother Goose rhymes...

[RedG1]

Little George Bushie, sat on his tushie
Thinkin' 'bout Kurds and their way
Along came Al Queda and Sunni and Shia
And confused Gearge Bushie all day

Little George Bush has lost his sheep
And can't tell where to find them
Leave them alone, and they'll come home
And bring their tails behind them

Little George Bush fell fast asleep
And dreamt he heard retreating
But when he awoke, he found it a joke
For they were still a-fleeting

Little George Bush sat in a corner
Eating his Christmas pie
He put in his thumb
And he pulled out a plum
And said, "Am I glad I don't go hunting with Cheney!"

Rock-a-bye, Georgie
In the tree top
When New Congress convenes
The cradle will rock
With investigations
This Administration will fall
Down will come Georgie
And prisons for all

Sing a song of six years
A pocket full of lie
Many potential jailbirds
Baked in a pie

When the pie was opened
The birds began to sing
Was not that a dainty dish
To set before the king?

The king was in his counting-house
Counting out his money
The queen was in the parlor
Taking tranquilizers with honey

The Veep was in the garden
Hiding from the press
When along came a prosecutor
To investigate this mess

There was a crooked Prez'dent and he went a crooked mile
He stuttered at press conference as indictments began to pile
He blamed a crooked cat, which blamed a crooked mouse
And they all lived together in a crooked Congress and White House

[raccoon]

1. These are real good and funny. Thanks for sharing. K&R. nt