TEA FOR US, PEE FOR YOU

by George Good


Now watch John Boehner balance on his dome
The Federal Budget weighing at least a ton.
Applause erupts from over on the right:
"We made him do it!  We have won the fight!"

Can you say Pyhrric victory?  This bill
In which you've slipped a poison pill
Is going down the drain untasted by
The Democrats who rather would go dry

Than drink the fermented piss you forced on them.
The prospects for a deal are looking grim--
Exactly what you hoped for as you call:
"We'll get our way though stocks and Heaven fall."


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