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Edited on Tue Aug-03-10 12:22 PM by MineralMan
Come listen to my story 'bout a gal named Palin, A poor governor, whose career was a-failin'. Then one day she was shooting at some moose, When up in her haid came a'bubbelin' booze.
Kinfolks said, honey, go out to ol' DC, Quit bein' governor and try it out and see. Say some stupid things and don't bother to make sense, And one day you might become the President.
So she packed up some bags and hooked up with McCain, Called herself a Mav'rick and caused him lots of pain, Soon she was laughed at by the voters far and wide, Pretty damn soon her campaign jest shriveled up and died.
Her kid got pregnant and had a bastard child, Hubby stood beside her and things got pretty wild, Younger kid broke in a house and really trashed the place, But Sarah never stopped getting in the people's face.
Tea parties...senators...Gadsden Flags...
Ya'll come back and see us, now, y'hear!
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