Competence Is Its Own Reward
By Tarzana Joe
This talk that I lack competence,
Is just a nasty rumor.
I'd laugh at those who say so,
If I had a sense of humor.
Confronted with a problem,
I think once, and I think twice,
And if I can't resolve it,
I ask Biden for advice.
Solutions we come up with
I consider fine and dandy,
But for matters of great moment,
I keep the good book handy.
At bed-time when I hit my knees,
I ponder, and I quote it,
And thank the Lord each evening,
That Saul Alinsky wrote it.
If I bristle at my critics,
And come on a little strong,
You have to understand,
What I do is never wrong.
I really thought dictators
Would kotow and do my bidding,
I vowed to close down Gitmo,
You know I was just kidding.
New York's the perfect venue,
Where we'll bring a sheik to justice,
And I'm doing all I can
So Ahmadinejad will trust us.
I've ordered Eric Holder
To keep working days and nights,
To round up every terrorist,
And read them Miranda rights.
The offer I made Sestak,
Shouldn't cause such consternation.
It was all part of the stimulus,
A little job creation.
So what if Cajun crawfish
Have a slightly oily taste.
I could use another crisis,
Which I won't let go to waste.
Yes, into waves of turmoil,
I don't hesitate to leap,
It's just I am only six foot two,
And the water's eight feet deep.
Tuesday, June 01, 2010
Today's Poetry Corner
I believe this is a first for HolyCoast.com - a little poetry, courtesy of Jim Geraghty and author Tarzana Joe:
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