The eastern part of North America is currently being socked by a big, big snowstorm. This includes Montreal and everything south all the way to Washington, D.C. In this spirit, and that of the current Primary season, I proudly present the following poem, courtesy of JAW Fan (polite snooty applause) :
Flakes of snow upon the White House,
Like dandruff on the head of a bald man.
But what if a black man should move in?
Will the women still watch Oprah?
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"Oprah! Oprah! Oprah!"
(snarled in a furious Jan Brady voice)
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