'Twas the Night Before the Changing of the Presidential Underpants
Freida Bee has written a wonderful poem about the political importance of underpants! And there is even a line or two about me in the poem. I've never been in a poem before, and I have certainly never been lucky enough to be in a poem about underpants! Thanks, Freida Bee. Go check it out! The poem is called "'Twas the Night Before the Changing of the Presidential Underpants".
We must be ever vigilant... we can't afford to have an underpants gap!
11 Comments:
Being a presidential contender as such, you must acclimate to being the subject, for good or bad, of new bodies of literature... particularly with underpants such as yours.
That Freida Bee poem rocks.
And so do you Dr. Z!
(Just do not let Splotchy and/or Dr. Monkey know I said that, ok?)
I hope this ape can keep a decent secret.
Fran, your political vacillation remains impressive. Have you thought about running as a Republican? ;-)
you know that Laura knows how to get skid marks out of underpants --- she learned this dirty little secret when she had to cover up the skid marks from her car after killing her boyfriend
Freida Bee: I agree. If I am to lead this nation, I must bear the public's focus and scrutiny of my presidential underpants. It's only fitting and just that I fling open my drawers and show the world the important message that is contained within. I should do this for the people, for the children, for the nation!
FranIAm: Freida's poem is great! And not only because it is about underpants! Perhaps you should heed the advice of Randal Graves. You would have to talk about your underpants, though.
Randal Graves: I think that this is the second time that you have nominated FranIAm for president!
Distributorcap: Laura Bush did not kill her boy friend, she murdered him. There's a difference. Some skidmarks are worse than others.
I see Paris, I see France,
I see Zaius' underpants!
Me - a Republican, really?!
Oh, FranIAm, he was only joking!
Yeah. Of course I was. Joking.
[no, seriously, I was. The only Republicans one should ever have to talk to are relatives, and even then it's dicey.]
And, then I will be held responsible for the ensuing scandal, I suppose.
These are the ways
Of presidential affairs;
Of these atrocities
I am awares...
...or something that sucks like that.
Farting on sticks is delicious
Eating a crane is Catholic
Freida Bee: Ensuing scandals are my meat and potatoes!
These are the ways Of presidential affairs;
Of these atrocities I am awares...
But amidst all of the noisy raves and rants
Hope springs anew in Dr. Zaius' underpants!
Monkerstein's fez puts them in a trance
But all is made well by Dr. Zaius' underpants!
Anonymous: Hmm... Just tell us when the shuttle lands, OK?
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