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It’s Too Late, Toots

Marty Peretz, David Brooks and Peggy Noonan, all of whom swooned in ecstasy at the very thought of electing the messianic first black president Barak Hussein Obama to the presidency, are now not so sure. Peretz is concerned that Obama has made the Middle East situation worse, and Brooks, the New York Times’ pseudo token conservative, admits he was a sap. As for our Peggy, it’s too late, toots.



Peretz says Middle East in tatters

A little late, not that it matters

Yes I’m a sap, says David Brooks

But I still like Obama’s looks

Just nothing worked, Miss Noonan cries

And dabs fake teardrops from her eyes

Oh yes they cheered him way back when

But his is now and that was then

And we who knew him from the start

Say baby, we don’ give a fart

And Brooksie, take your New York Times

And shove it where your grasss knoll rhymes

And little Peggy, oh so sweet

Go sell your sweetness on the street

We’re tired of you, your faux big brains

Get out, you’re clogging up our drains


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The Children’s Crusade

Peggy Noonan describes the current Obama administration and the current national political scene as a disaster for the country, and sees clearly that the problem is that our leaders are, in her words, “callous children”, children of privilege, children who have never witnessed or felt the dark side of life, and who have no idea how to fix the problems we now have. The Children’s Crusade that culminated in the election of an unknown, unprepared, and supremely unqualified Barack Obama to the presidency, is now running the country over a cliff. Peggy Noonan joined the Obama Children’s Crusade and followed the Pied Piper, reveling in His promises for a better world, a world in which there were no enemies, only friends we have not yet kissed and fondled.



Come children, my children, let’s go on Crusade

To make the world better by far

Than it’s been these past years of Bush’s charade

Come follow the Obama star

Yes that was the cry back in twenty oh eight

A long time ago now it seems

A time so long past only history can state

They found that those long vanished dreams

Have long turned to dust and to memories gone

The Crusade a horrible joke

They went to sleep happy but coming of dawn

Showed the world was not quite yet ein volk

The children soon saw that the Crusade they’d found

And followed Messiah to Rome

And boarded the ships that were Holy Land bound

Soon found they would never come home

So now they write columns and ring dainty hands

Exclaiming how misunderstood

They now are for joining the Crusader bands

Determined to do the world good

And how all their dreams for Obama have crashed

Collapsing like dust in the wind

Their dreams for a better world ravaged and dashed

Forgive me dear Lord for I’ve sinned