Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Epitaph on the Politician

Original verse by Hilaire Belloc
Here, richly, with ridiculous display
The Politician’s corpse was laid away.
While all of his acquaintance sneered and slanged
I wept: for I had longed to see him hanged.

The Barney Frank Edition
While some may laugh and others sing
And howl with excitement,
The news does me no pleasure bring:
I’d hoped for his indictment.

But even so I’ll miss the lad
Who frequently provided
The perfect picture of a cad
That ought to be derided.

He railed at Wall Street’s foul play,
But never could recover
The money lost at Fannie Mae
By his connected lover.

There was romance now and again
For pay at his apartment,
But Barney blamed his lover when
They came for his impartment.

Though he could make a mess of things,
Like pandering to squatters,
I fear what his replacement brings:
Its name is Maxine Waters.

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  1. Most excellent. I linked you at FG. I was tempted just to steal the whole Mf'er. Bless you Bard.


  2. Ah, Maxine... just one more reason (as if we needed another one) the GOP must hold onto the House.

    Here's a little song I wrote about Barney, sung to the tune of the Mickey Mouse Club theme song:

    Who made such a mess of Freddie Mac and Fannie Mae?
    B-A-R-N-E-Y F-R-A-N-K!
    Who thinks housing should be free, and marriage should be gay?
    B-A-R-N-E-Y F-R-A-N-K!
    Barney Frank!
    (Christopher Dodd!)
    Barney Frank!
    (Christopher Dodd!)
    Foreclosures soon will reach an all-time high!
    (High! high! high!)
    Who will waste taxpayers' cash from now till Judgment Day?
    B-A-R-N-E-Y- F-R-A-N-K!