SUNDAY FUNNIES

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Posted on 23rd December 2012 by Administrator in Economy |Politics |Social Issues

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  1. AWD says:

    We should all give thanks. Obama saved us from the end of the world.
    17998

    Twas the night before Cliffmas, when all through the land
    The Top-Two-Percenters were wringing their hands
    Awaiting ObamaClaus taking their shares
    For redistribution to equalize shares.

    The Children of Julias lay snug in their beds
    While hopes of ObamaStuff danced in their heads.
    And Julias and Julians in quilts, warmly wrapped
    Had just settled down for a long winter’s nap.

    When somewhere nearby there arose such a clatter,
    They sprang from their beds to see what was the matter,
    and straight to their windows they eagerly dashed
    in hopes ’twas ObamaClaus bringing his stash.

    The moon on the breasts of the street-walking ho’s
    Gave lust, which in minds of the Julians arose.
    What else to their wandering eyes did appear?
    A red-suited man in a Limo appeared.

    Twas pulled by eight donkeys so stubborn and slow
    they knew twas ObamaClaus promising dough.
    ‘cross Broad Street to Wall Street while baying they came,
    spurred-on by Obama Claus calling their names:

    “On, Reid, on, Pelosi, on Fannie and Fred,”
    “On, Biden, on Holder, on Geitner,” he said.
    “On, Barney, once more to the street known as Wall,
    or join other asses I keep in the stall.”

    As Globalized Warming makes hurricanes fly
    Their carbonless fooprints they left in the sky
    As bounding they did over Wall Street they flew
    the Limo so full and Obama Claus too.

    And then, in a twinkling, they saw and approved
    the prancing and pawing once deemed so uncouth.
    On stopping, Obama Claus then turned around
    and out of the Limo he hopped with a bound.

    Attired all in red from his head to his foot
    with hammer and sickle he then undertook
    to break into homes of the Two-Percent hacks
    to then redistribute their stuff to his pack.

    His eyes how they twinkled! His smile was so merry!
    So cheeky his visage, so quickly he hurried.
    His hair changed by stress from the buying of votes
    from vibrantly dark to the whiteness of snow.

    The butt of a smoke he held tight in his teeth
    with smoke he’d exhaled ’round his head like a wreath.
    A broad smile he showed, but the fire in his belly
    and tones of his chuckles revealed what he relished.

    Not chubby or plump and thus pleased with himself,
    To work he proceeded with help from his elves.
    A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
    Told Julias and Julians they’d nothing to dread.

    He spoke the word “fair” in describing his work
    as redistribution of Two-Percent’s worth.
    Then giving a nod, to his Limo he strode
    and showed Two-Percenters his mid-finger pose.

    He rolled-down his window and uttered this riddle:
    “Instead of you-name-it, I’ve sold you the sizzle.”
    They heard him exclaim as he flew out of sight,
    “My redistribution makes everything right.”

    The Julias and Julians then fell back asleep
    Content stuff from Two-Percent folks they would keep.
    But soon after Cliffmas, while reading his script,
    Obama Claus said, “We’ve gone over the cliff.”

    He added, however, “The fault ain’t on me
    but rather the blame goes on Bush 43
    and top-two percenters afflicted with greed,”
    And Julias and Julians did quickly agree.

    But soon after that, they experienced chills
    when they couldn’t pay electricity bills
    at skyrocket prices Obama foretold
    when EPA Rules ended power from coal.

    They then asked Obama, “Just when, please advise,
    will gov’ment relief from this coldness arrive?”
    “From solar solutions,” Obama replied,
    Wear blankets with hoodies ’til Summer arrives.”

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    23rd December 2012 at 12:22 pm

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