Little Sairy Palin

LITTLE Sairy Palin's come to the Lower Forty-eight,
An' teach us fambly values, an' denyin' Troopergate.,
An' shoo the lib'ruls outta Washington and say who's patriotic,
An stoke the rage of racist swine, an' other things psychotic :
An' all us other citizens, when the debatin' stuff is done,
We set around the YouTube, where we have the mostest fun
An' list'nin' to the witch-hunt, 'at Sairy tells about
An' there be libuh-ruls, you betcha'!
Ef you
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Wunst Obama sat in church where Reverend Wright said prayers,
An' palled around with terrorists, like that weather-guy Bill Ayers,
An' Sairy had paroxysms, and McCain near bust a gut,
An' they forgot Sairy's anti-semite pal, and that secessionist wing-nut.
An' they blamed the Hollywood elite and lib'rul mainstream press,
An' ignored that Johnny Warbucks voted with Bush each time, I guess;
But ad hominem invective is all they ever spout,:--
An' there be social-ists, you betcha'!
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An' one time Little Sairy wud allus laugh and wink,
An' tell any goon who'd listen, how all the lib'ruls stink.
An' wunst, when she's on CBS, with Katie Couric there,
She didn't know her ass from dirt, and said she didn't care!
An' thist as she high-heeled it, and her handlers had her hidin',
They handed her her ass agin', in her de-bacle with Joe Biden,
She turned the independents off, 'fore she knowed what she's about!
An' there be terror-ists, you betcha!"
Ef you
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An' Little Sairy says that whut's black is really white,
An lies are truths, that she loves Jews, and wrong is really right.
An' you hear the 'pocrisy in her words, an' nonsense in her action,
An' no wonder why the 'publicans can't get no satisfaction,
She'd best re-read her good book that she says she loves so dear,
Instead of preaching anger, and rage and hate and fear.
An' hep' the honest, thoughtful ones 'at clusters all about,
'Cause the Demo-crats'll git her!
Ef she
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LITTLE ORPHANT ANNIE

by: James Whitcomb Riley (1849-1916)

INSCRIBED WITH ALL FAITH AND AFFECTION

To all the little children: -- The happy ones; and sad ones;
The sober and the silent ones; the boisterous and glad ones;
The good ones -- Yes, the good ones, too; and all the lovely bad ones.

LITTLE Orphant Annie's come to our house to stay,
An' wash the cups an' saucers up, an' brush the crumbs away,
An' shoo the chickens off the porch, an' dust the hearth, an' sweep,
An' make the fire, an' bake the bread, an' earn her board-an'-keep;
An' all us other childern, when the supper-things is done,
We set around the kitchen fire an' has the mostest fun
A-list'nin' to the witch-tales 'at Annie tells about,
An' the Gobble-uns 'at gits you
Ef you
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Wunst they wuz a little boy wouldn't say his prayers,--
An' when he went to bed at night, away up-stairs,
His Mammy heerd him holler, an' his Daddy heerd him bawl,
An' when they turn't the kivvers down, he wuzn't there at all!
An' they seeked him in the rafter-room, an' cubby-hole, an' press,
An' seeked him up the chimbly-flue, an' ever'-wheres, I guess;
But all they ever found wuz thist his pants an' roundabout:--
An' the Gobble-uns 'll git you
Ef you
Don't
Watch
Out!

An' one time a little girl 'ud allus laugh an' grin,
An' make fun of ever' one, an' all her blood-an'-kin;
An' wunst, when they was "company," an' ole folks wuz there,
She mocked 'em an' shocked 'em, an' said she didn't care!
An' thist as she kicked her heels, an' turn't to run an' hide,
They wuz two great big Black Things a-standin' by her side,
An' they snatched her through the ceilin' 'fore she knowed what she's about!
An' the Gobble-uns 'll git you
Ef you
Don't
Watch
Out!

An' little Orphant Annie says, when the blaze is blue,
An' the lamp-wick sputters, an' the wind goes woo-oo!
An' you hear the crickets quit, an' the moon is gray,
An' the lightnin'-bugs in dew is all squenched away,--
You better mind yer parunts, an' yer teachurs fond an' dear,
An' churish them 'at loves you, an' dry the orphant's tear,
An' he'p the pore an' needy ones 'at clusters all about,
Er the Gobble-uns 'll git you
Ef you
Don't
Watch
Out!