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Post 861

Recumbentman

That's curious (said with a frown)
Your ideal MP is a clown,
A cipher, a puppet
You'll only put up at
A coconut-shy, to knock down?


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Post 862

Ek* this space intentionally left blank *ki

The thought of an ideal MP
is a concept contradic'try
some raging depravity
affects their morality
and sends them right out of their tree.


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Post 863

sprout

As soon as they get to Westminster
Their head begins to swell like a blister
Then with a sound like "whup"
They curl right up
And disappear into their own sphincter

Sprout


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Post 864

Bebel Matman Owlatron's Thundercat Tshirt Dude

MPs, for scandal, are needy
They're deep down and dirty, indeedy.
In the papers of course
With drugs, lies and whores,
Our VIPs seem 2B all 2 CD


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Post 865

Recumbentman

The sad sorry state of MPs!
Now in Ireland here we have TDs
Who are all to a man (or woman) trusty loyal helpful brotherly courteous kind
Obedient smiling thrifty clean in body and mind
And that's as true as this is a limerick, chappies!


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Post 866

Oggie, trying hard to rise to inertia.

smiley - laughsmiley - winkeye


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Post 867

Mr. Christopher, enjoying the Magicians Guild game where he is called Polonius Franc, Elder Healer and local merchant

The congressmen and senators
Are really abomnable bores.
But terms preventitive
Bind our representitives
To limited space on the floor.


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Post 868

Recumbentman

You mean 'checks and balances' work
And no Congressman is a jerk?
No corruption, no graft,
The purest statecraft --
A fine Enterprise, Caprain Kirk!


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Post 869

You can call me TC

I've heard that in the UK
people are electing today
As an eternal expat
I've never done that
They all seem the same anyway


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Post 870

Recumbentman

That attitude's odd -- clear as mud:
'I won't, since it does me no good'
It does you no good
*Since* you don't, so you should
You can't see the trees for the wood


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Post 871

Recumbentman

That may have been slightly unfair
You're ex-pat, you didn't say where
Is it somewhere remote
Where they don't let you vote
Or is it, you really don't care?


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Post 872

You can call me TC

It's hardly an attitude at all
It's just that when I was small
there were the good and the bad
Now they've all gone mad
Whoever wins soon to corruption will fall


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Post 873

Recumbentman

You hear quite o lot of this view
"They're all rotten, what can you do?"
I'd just remind you
That this feeling's not new
Plato said the very same too


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Post 874

You can call me TC

So why do we not learn from history?
That ever repetitive tapestry?
The old constitution
may need reconstitution
But who could do it? That remains a mystery



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Post 875

Oggie, trying hard to rise to inertia.

the Chinese have raised an objection
to the rumours they issue rejection
Chinese lady most willing
for loving fulfilling
Chinese men have a nightly election


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Post 876

Oggie, trying hard to rise to inertia.

Politicians will check in their Dockets
for goodies to fill up their pockets
with kindly disguise
they'll plunder your eyes
and sneak round behind for the sockets


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Post 877

Recumbentman

Ouch! Spare us, we humbly implore,
Your details of gristle and gore!
I don't really fancy
Live organ transplants (he
Gets up, disappears out the door)


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Post 878

Mr. Christopher, enjoying the Magicians Guild game where he is called Polonius Franc, Elder Healer and local merchant

I chase after recumbant man
But he has stolen away in a van!
I hail a cab quick
And then splitety-lick
We go crashing through stacked garbage cans.


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Post 879

Oggie, trying hard to rise to inertia.

they already got your eyes then huh?


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Post 880

Mr. Christopher, enjoying the Magicians Guild game where he is called Polonius Franc, Elder Healer and local merchant

I had a nightmare about a person with empty eye sockets. A friend I told the dream too said it had something to do with skull f*****g.


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