There once was a Palin named Todd
Who may have been loose with his rod.
A paper’s reporting
That he’s been cavorting
And thus shot both his and Sarah’s wad.
There once was an Arts Council Honcho
Who wore the Art Police Poncho.
When underwear waved
It pissed off Anne Cave
Until the real police said “Gotchu!”
When Clyde’s underwear waved in the breeze
A local art lover got peeved.
In fact, this resident
Is Arts Council President
Unless jail time requires a leave.
There once was an artist named Clyde
Whose art wasn’t selling inside.
His only relief
Were boxers (not briefs)
That he hung from his flagpole with pride.
There once was a mosquito named Pat
Who drank blood until he was fat
His manners sucked
But he was slow to duck
So he died with a gooey splat!
There once was a girl in Aruba
Who went for a topless scuba.
When her fins got crossed
She got lost
And gave quite the eyeful to Cuba.
There once was a fish in the Atlantic
Who swam in a fashion most frantic.
He puffed his fin
While his mouth sucked in
Making his head gigantic.
There was a strange family named Heene
Whose son was nowhere to be seenie.
He wasn’t in a balloon
But was hiding from Daddy — a meanie.
There once was a Senator named Max
Who made friends with insurance hacks
Then opposed the adoption
Of a public option
So he could fill up their money sacks.
There once was a man named Cheney
Whose heart was weak but head was brainy.
Torture — he defended.
Laws — he bended.
History will show him insaney.