In the long blogosphere tradition of stealing Jeff Goldstein’s best stuff;
Hickery, dickery, dock!
The mouse ran up the clock:
The clock struck one,
the mouse ran down…
Hickery, dickery, John Kerry is an opportunistic scumfingerer.
Mary had a little lamb,
little lamb, little lamb.
Mary had a little lamb,
Its fleece was white as the guest list at a John Kerry cocktail party. And snow.
… and considering the current election campaign atmosphere, I think we should launch the Canadian version of “Super Partisan Nursery Rhymes”.
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
All the king’s horses, And all the king’s men,
Couldn’t undo the royal screwing-over he got from that little prickstain from Shawinigan
Feel free to use the comments section to express your creativity. The Americans won’t get it, but that’s even funner. In a sad, self-important Rick Mercer-ish sort of way.
London bridges
falling down,
falling down,
falling down.
London bridges
falling down
Go Flames!
Yeah, they all want to jump on the titwagon now….
Jack Sprat could eat no fat
His wife could eat no lean
So between the both of them
beat the hell out of that
Kerry chap
I’m an American and I got it!
Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet,
Eating her curds and whey.
There came a big spider,
He sat down beside her.
And called her an American-style cross-burning extremist who must learn French to keep her job!
Fee, Fie, Foh, Fum!
I smell the blood of an Canadian:
Be he alive or be he dead,
I�ll tax the shit out of him.