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January 02, 2009
A Tune
(With apologies to The Limeliters.)
In Illini's fair city,
Where pols are so pretty,
There once was a gub'nor named Roddy Blago.
He strolled halls of power,
And charged by the hour,
Crying, "Cough up the moolah!
To D.C. you'll go!"A lie, a lie, oh!
A lie, a lie, oh!
Crying, "Cough up the moolah! To D.C. you'll go!"He's like a whoremonger,
And sure 'twas no wonder!
For so were the gub'nors in his chair before.
He threatened and pleaded,
For cash that he needed,
Crying, "Cough up the moolah!
To D.C. you'll go!"A lie, a lie, oh!
A lie, a lie, oh!
Cryin, "Cough up the moolah! To D.C. you'll go!"But Patrick Fitzgerald,
Chicago's Tribune and Herald,
All knew of the plans of Slick Roddy Blago.
They stepped on his pee-pee,
And made Roddy weepy,
Crying, "No moolah for Senator,
Your choice cannot go!"Ho, ho, ho, ho!
In case you don't know!
Crying, "We're on to you, scumbag!
Your choice cannot go!"Now Rod's apoplectic!
His arrogance, electric!
Well, he goes and picks him one anyway! So...
Reid blows a gasket,
The pick's copasetic,
Crying, "Always wanted this gig,
And he picked ME, so blow!"Get over it, yo!
Get over it, yo!
Crying, "Bite me, you racists!
To D.C. I go!"This sets up a impasse:
A MacKinney-like morass.
Does he rush the gate guards,
To let himself in?
And back in Chicago,
Sits smug Roddy Blago,
Crying, "Graft, greed and cunning,
In the end always wins!"I told you all so!
All so smart, think you'd know!
Crying, "Graft, greed and cunning!
Chicagoland wins!"
Posted by tree hugging sister at January 2, 2009 04:53 PM
Comments
You're in high form today, Sis. Keep it up!
Posted by: JeffS at January 2, 2009 05:38 PM
What do you expect from the place that, outside of
Lincoln,it's greatest contribution to the USA
is giving us Al Capone and Richard Speck.
I do think the Feds jumped the gun on this one.
Blago was framed and was only talking metaphorically
when he said this appointment is worth a lot of money.The sickness of our society is causing
an implosion of everything.We are cannabalizing ourselves to get meat of a carcass that died in 1984.
Posted by: greg newson at January 2, 2009 10:31 PM
Ringing in the new year in style, Ms. Sister! Bravissima.
Posted by: nightfly at January 3, 2009 08:51 AM
I just sang this at the top o' me loongs in me best Ir-r-r-ish accent.
BRAVO!
Posted by: Tuning Spork at January 3, 2009 07:12 PM
Is that some sort of ethnic song that us non-Irishers don't know?
And really sweet decolletage (sp?) on that statue!
Posted by: Skyler at January 4, 2009 09:57 AM
A tousand tanks tuh yez all fer yee koind wards!
And, for my darlin' Skyler: A "how to" video*.
*Bosom shot from Dublin's Molly Malone statue not included.
Posted by: tree hugging sister at January 4, 2009 11:33 AM
Oh, thanks, THS, I figured it was some ethnic thing.
It's a pretty statue, anyway.
Posted by: Skyler at January 4, 2009 01:59 PM
cwnxxz
Posted by: Xidwubrv at July 13, 2009 04:17 PM