The less-than-Presidential debate was held in Las Vegas this week and we were treated to Herman Cain’s nonsensical 9-9-9 tax proposal again. Since all tax policy is social policy this is really on the wrong track. Not fair. Not practical. Not realistic. But it is the topic de jour for the media who can only milk “Dancing with the Stars” and “Bowling for Fish” so far. Actually, it doesn’t matter since none of the guys in dark suits are going to be President. That includes Ms. Bachmann, the Tracy Flick candidate for Student Council.
I hate parading my serenading but I’ve done a little poem for the event.
Mitt and Newt don’t give a hoot.
Newt and Mitt don’t give a !@##$%
Paul is sick.
Perry is scary,
Cain’s a pain,
Bachmann’s a bore,
The rest we can ignore,
So let’s keep Obama,
And the lovely Michelle,
And let these Republicans
Go to hell!
We’ve come a long way from Thomas Jefferson to a pizza parlor policymaker
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