nightquill

Occasional light verse, mostly political. If you're looking for a certain cold medicine, try here. But we can put you to sleep cheaper.

Monday, April 04, 2005

An appreciation

"Hooray, hooray, for Tom DeLay!"
Let every liberal sing today,
For once, for now, and unalloyed, a
Fleeting sip of schadenfreude
Taste before it pass away.

All the shady contributions,
All contempt for institutions,
Which in others we suspect,
Tom DeLay displays direct.
The President and all his cronies
Have the unabashed cojones
To conceal their worst abuses
Under smiles and excuses.
"National security"
Keeps in dark obscurity
Every probable mistake,
All the bribes we think they take.
Closet bullies, one and all,
But Tom's the one who can't recall
Every time push comes to shove
Where he left his velvet glove.

His long career will shortly pass,
So while he's here, let's raise a glass
To those who labor, day and night,
To prove our preconceptions right.

And quickly come to pass the day
When Congress works -- without DeLay.

--NQ

2 Comments:

Blogger Rich said...

I was attempting to take in this "Nightquill" blog while operating heavy machinery (an Aeron). Sure enough, I nearly fell out of my chair wryly smiling. I think it's fair to say that literally several other people could find themselves in a similar circumstance. Coming from a family of lawyers, I would recommend some sort of warning label.

6:22 PM  
Anonymous Irene said...

This poem literally represents everything I now know about Tom DeLay.

9:34 AM  

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