"'Twas the Time Before Voting - a Poem" (re Don Young)

[Blue_In_AK]

In response to this article, "(Don) Young Crashes (Sean) Parnell Event" http://community.adn.com/adn/node/129589 anonymous poster Desaerica wrote the following brilliant ode.




'Twas the time for Alaskans to choose for the house,
Congressman-For-All-And-Now-Just-A-Louse.
His earmarks were funneled and bought with such care,
For Don Young's pet projects; the bridge to nowhere.

Those already convicted lay down in their beds,
While visions of freedom were denied by the Feds.
Vic in his jumpsuit, Kott taking the rap,
For conspiracy; bribery found via a phone tap.

When all of a sudden, there arose such a clatter,
There was, it appeared, another grave matter.
He flew to his office, emailed in a flash,
That he needed another million in cash.

"I work for the state and you, don't you know,
The others are novices, like Captain Zero."
When what to his wondering eyes should appear,
More candidates running against him this year.

With candidates filing so lively and quick,
He knew in a moment, "This sure ain't St. Nick."
As Demo's had filed and entered the game,
Young shouted and cursed them, each by their name.

On Ethan, On Gabby, On Parnell and Benson
Who caused poor Don increased hypertension.
From a drop in the polls, his back to the wall,
Now Don hopes to be sent back to congress this fall.

As an elephant thinking that perhaps he could fly,
As he met with his lawyers, his debts hit the sky.
So back to the house of reps he did flew,
With a sack full of promises for me and for you.

And as he was thinking, old Don hit the roof,
His rep had been tarnished, the dirty, ol' goof.
As he ducked and he sped and his fraud had been found,
The money for Coconut Grove went aground.

He was pressed hard in public, from his head to his foot,
With his rep very tarnished, like ashes and soot.
A bundle of bribes, with a guy they called Jack,
Abramof and Don's staff were kind of a pac(k).

His eyes how they widened, his temper was scarey,
His cheeks would flare up and get red as a cherry.
His droll little mouth was drawn down like a bow,
And the guilt on his face had started to show.

As the campaign continued, he gritted his teeth,
"I'm from Ft. Yukon and I came here to teach."
He had a red face, and old sagging belly,
And his deeds and his funding were ever so smelly.

He yelled and he hollered while being a jerk,
And said that the earmarks was congress at work.
And folding his fingers in front of his nose,
And giving a nod, the middle one rose.

His congressional record was clean as a whistle,
So what if he shouted and cursed with such bristle.
But I heard him explain while debating one night,
Don't vote for these novices who don't even fight.

"That's enough, I've said all I'm going to say,"
Now maybe a new vote will make him go 'way.
Remember when you vote sometime in the fall,
The Justice Department may indict Young, et al.

[saltpoint]

1. O my this is great.

yes and yes and yes!

You Alaska Democrats are getting it TOGETHER!