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King George was not a good man-- He had his little ways. And sometimes no one spoke to him For days and days and days. And Dems who came across him, While working on the Hill, Gave him a promise to legislate, A repeal of his favorite rich folks' tax rate-- And bad King George the Press would berate, Preparing to veto their bills.
King George was not a good man, And no good friends had he. When he'd visit other heads of state... They'd excuse themselves to pee. And, round about December, The cards upon his shelf, Which wished him lots of Christmas cheer, And fortune in the coming year, Were never from his near and dear, But only from himself.
King George was not a good man, Yet had his hopes and fears. He'd demanded presents as his right For years and years and years. But on this year at Christmas, While fundies preached unheard Of Godless Liberal war on Yule To media now ignoring fools, King George sent memos to his tools And signed them with a pout.
King George was not a good man, He lived without a clue; Alone he thought his message out While straining on the loo. He preened himself and told the Press Uncaring how he vexed: "TO ALL AND SUNDRY --NEAR AND FAR-- TO CONGRESS IN PARTICULAR." And signed it not "The Chief Exec" But firmly "Georgius Rex."
"I want more tax cuts, And a First Amendment freeze, You need to quit watching How we treat detainees. Global warming's a myth, We'll stay in Iraq! And I DEMAND you let polluters Cut themselves some slack. And oh, Liberal Congress, if you fear me at all, I'll see the Ten Commandments on every courthouse wall!"
King George was not a good man-- He brayed this message out, And sat him in his Oval room, Sniggering like a lout. Exchanging winks with Dick and Karl He huffed and puffed with pride "They've got to do just what I state, After all, it's MY mandate. The fix is in, the vote's too late-- The money is on our side!"
"We might not get the cuts, Or the First Amendment freeze, Those traitors might examine How we're treating detainees. They're 'global warming' suckers, They'll try to leave Iraq! They might not let polluters Turn the sky a dusty black. But oh, Liberal Congress, next election you'll fall, If we don't see the Ten Commandments on every courthouse wall!"
King George was not a good man-- Next morning when the sun Rose up to tell a waiting world That Christmas had begun, The voters e-mailed Congress, And reminded them with glee: "We dumped the GOPpies with a bang And voted in a whole new gang!" King George's jaw did open hang "Not listening to ME?!?"
"But I WANTED tax cuts, And a First Amendment Freeze; And you BETTER not examine How we're abusing detainees! You CAN'T slow global warming, I WON'T leave Iraq! We'll meet with the worst polluters And our rules will cut them slack! And oh! Liberal Congress, I'll pout and scream and bawl... Until I get just what I want, on every Court House wall!"
King George did rant and threaten, And glowered at the Hill, Where Democrats were working late, And drafting lots of Bills. A while he stood there watching, And cursing at them all... When through the office rang the screams "This can't be so! It's all a dream! "They've gone too far! It's too extreme! Subpoenas for us ALL?!"
AND OH, LIBERAL CONGRESS, MY BLESSINGS ON YOU FALL FOR BRINGING GEORGIE UP AGAINST A REAL, LIVE, COURTHOUSE WALL!
imitatively, Bright
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