When Laura Bush was on the potty,
She got the urge to masturbate.
But feeling this might be too naughty,
She wiped her ass and hauled her freight
To see George in the Oval Office.
And, catching him alone, said, “Boff us.
It’s fine for you to play at war
But all you do at night is snore.
Just once I’d like to feel your boner
Shoved up my pussy or my ass.
You used to drill for natural gas.”
Distracted, George said, “Get a loaner.
Or, better yet, try Cheney on
And maybe he won’t do Iran.”
Friday, March 28, 2008
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