My political rhymes are appalling;
My skills are just up to crawling.
But Bill-o and Rush
Make such a big fuss
I might try to make this my calling.

O'Reilly's a big Smarty Pants,
Who denies with a song and a dance,
But on he's been picked,
And off he's been ticked,
By those who recorded his rants.

Coulter's a bitch with a sneer,
And conservatives ogle and leer;
But she's mean and she's vile
And I wonder the while
If there's a kind bone in her rear.

Hannity's a kisser of ass
Even if it's not under a lass;
And he gets a bit stiff
At the littlest whiff
Of the smell of Republican gas.

Glenn Beck really wants adulation;
But I wish he'd just take a vacation
From his cynical tears
And his paranoid fears
And quoting the Book Revelation.

Fox and Friends helps makes me wise
And I don't believe liberal lies.
But I really objected
When directors rejected
Those skirts that displayed those fine thighs.

Rush Limbaugh is hard to surpass
In the ratings; he's top dog in his class.
But I ask my friend Gary
"How does his voice carry
With his big head so far up his ass?"

Michael Savage is no loving kitten;
His hatred has made him quite smitten
With militias and such;
But in saying as much,
He gave up his welcome in Britain.

Jon Stewart created a bit
In which Dick Morris took quite a hard hit.
But to defend Dick's good name
Jon deflected the blame-
"He is just a pile of shit."

My muse is a bit fatiguee
And I'm wearying of the word play
So I need to retox
With an hour of FOX
To keep thoughts of kindness at bay.