Off theTop of my Cruller.
There once was a man called “The One,â€
Who thought to himself, “This is fun.â€
With a wave of my hand, I can screw up this land
That’s because I am God’s other son.
Behold the First Lady Michelle,
Who’s shaped like the Liberty Bell.
Her sweaters don’t fit, she dresses like shit
And I’m sure those size tens really smell.
You rule. Seriously. F*cking. Awesome.
Comment by Erica — February 15, 2011 @ 9:35 pm
Queen Michelle has a lard ass and Hillary type thighs,but the bitch knows what everyone should eat. Pass the wings and potato salad Barack.King Barack became president based on two books that he did not write.His terrorist buddy Bill Ayres did.They moved on up ,and are devouring the pie{apologies to the Jeffersons}.It’s a great country that they hate.
Comment by john — February 15, 2011 @ 10:32 pm
Couldn’t you find anything that rhymes with “size fourteens”?
Comment by Suzette — February 15, 2011 @ 10:47 pm
Farookin’ excellent (as usual).
Comment by Lee — February 15, 2011 @ 11:02 pm
You Rock!
Comment by Bill in Austin — February 16, 2011 @ 1:44 am
A dissent –
Love the first one, but the second… well, Michelle can only play the hand she was dealt. What gets me in her case is the media’s breathless insistance that she’s the height of fashion and taste and looks. Seriously, they’re trying to make her the black Jackie O or something. EPIC FAIL. If anyone deserves mocking it’s those tools.
Then again, as john says, she’s the self-appointed Queen of Nutrition for the 57 States, and that act wore thin the moment the curtain rose on the first act.
Comment by nightfly — February 16, 2011 @ 3:14 pm
Better work than I’ve seen from the last few “poets laureates”!
Can we try haiku next!?
Comment by Jersey — February 17, 2011 @ 10:05 am