OK, just one more.
With apologies to Tom Leher...
My story isn’t scary,
'Twas just this February,
I went out to hunt some game,
‘Cause to not kill is a shame.
I went and shot the maximum the game laws would allow:
Two reporters, seven liberals, and a feminist from NOW.
I was in no mood to trifle,
I took down my trusty rifle
And went out to stalk my prey.
What a haul I made that day!
I tied them to my fender, and I drove them home somehow:
Two reporters, seven liberals, and a feminist from NOW.
The law was very firm, it
Took away my permit,
The worst punishment ever known to man.
It turned out there was a reason,
liberals were out of season,
And the feminist was someone named “Friedan”.
People ask me how I do it,
And I say "There's nothin' to it,
You just stand there lookin' cute,
And when something moves, you shoot!"
And there's ten stuffed heads in my trophy room right now:
Two reporters, seven liberals, and a feminist from NOW.
1 comment:
No apologies needed to Lehrer.
Nice work, Colonel Colonel.
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