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To Err is Human

To AARRGH!!! is Politics

The airwaves are full of repetitive crap

that could only get worse if it came out in rap!

By late October it’ll be gettin’ so deep

you’ll be obliged to call in a chimney sweep!

To clear the smoke that’s been blown up yer butt

like so much rendered political smut,

You’ll cry like a loon and howl at the moon

and end up screamin’, “Hey, whuck the futt?!”

It’s ‘quid pro quo’ for the Super PACs

who’ve come up with a system to cover their tracks,

their image to launder, our money to squander

and just how to hide those obnoxious facts.

They get out of our system just what they put in it;

by greasing it well, they’re bound to win it.

“In order to form a more perfect union”

and be able to treat us all like grunion.

They put in our money and take even more out

as we sit here wondrin’ “How’d they get so much clout?”

Well, they did it with donations ‘n’ handouts and such

by people who don’t want to be seen as ‘in touch’.

 

 

“What’s good for the system is good for the economy

and can’t be performed through any dichotomy.

We’re now married, you see, so we ‘get it for free’

and we might even finance your lobotomy!”

“Through drugs we’ve designed to help ease your mind

while you all sit back and watch your assets unwind.

Don’t be a curmudgeon ‘cause we surely aint budgin’

no matter how bad yer butt’s in a bind.”

It’s not only here but around the world.

The rhetoric’s so thick that I’ve quite often hurled!

Double talk that’s hyperbolic, 

makin’ me think that I might have colic

There was a young lass from Nantucket

who made a slim livin’ sellin’ crabs from a bucket.

When asked to give freely to a campaign she felt mealy,

they were shown just where they could tuck it.

She had a cousin who lived here in Heron

who had a habit of cursin’ and swearin’

when he too was hit up, to contribute he spit up

and quite in the mood for sharin’!

And he knew a young voter from Hope

who didn’t have the money for dope,

so he donated instead to some ‘talkin’ head’

and now he’s a broke misanthrope.

It’s quite often said ‘round this humble homestead

that it’s better to give than receive

but I’ll be dadburned if I’ll give to be spurned

by some joker who’s just out to deceive

They’re havin’ great fun a squeezin’ our nuts 

while our hands rest comfy under our butts

letting BIG MONEY make all the rules.

Gross profits they’re after, not our love, fun or laughter.

Once held, they’ll never let go of our jewels.

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Scott Clawson Scott Clawson No, he's not the electrician, he's the OTHER Scott Clawson, who's a quality builder when he's not busy busting a gut while writing his humor column for the first issue of each month, or drawing his Acres n' Pains cartoons.

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