Skip to comments.The 12 Days of Rummying
Posted on 12/11/2004 1:36:51 PM PST by Tumbleweed_Connection
On the first day of Christmas, my Rummy sent to me a Saddam pigeon in a palm tree. Not knowing Osama's address, Rummy hastened to 'Potamia - and a mess, exhorting his pal Cheney, "Let's bomb Baghdad again, golly gee!"
On the second day of Christmas, my Rummy sent to me two dead-ender turtle doves (Colin and Kofi), flowers and chocolates from the ninny Chalabi, and a billion Arabs mad at me.
On the third day of Christmas, my Rummy sent to me three French henpeckers and imaginary W.M.D. And 300 tons of lost explosives going BOOM! everywhere. Rummy tried for a Vin Diesel movie, when he should have heeded General Shinseki.
On the fourth day of Christmas, my Rummy sent to me four cuckoo birds - Wolfie, Perle, Feith and Condi. The cost of empire on the cheap will be steep. How did Rummy get a job guarantee?
On the fifth day of Christmas, my Rummy sent to me five Pentagon rings. Rummy wanted to go down in history by transforming the military. But many G.I.'s feel cheated, that their forces and matériel are depleted. Stop Loss and Stuff Happens, by Jiminy!
On the sixth day of Christmas, my Rummy sent to me six German shepherds teeth a-baring. A hooded man attached to wires, Abu Ghraib and Army liars, Red Cross in the dark about dogs that liked to bark.
On the seventh day of Christmas, my Rummy sent to me regime change that wasn't free, our troops sitting ducks for I.E.D. (Improvised Explosive Devices, dear me) Rummy is another sort of I.E.D. (Instant Excuses for Disaster, "I'm an old man, don't you see?")
On the eighth day of Christmas, my Rummy sent to me eight Osama videotapes. The Bushie fever with Saddam left Osama free to scram. Invading Iraq was an Xmas gift for bin Laden - a recruiting lift.
On the ninth day of Christmas, my Rummy sent to me Iran and North Korea on a nuclear buildup spree. Nine mullahs a-proliferating, as our military's straining. The Bushies were fixated on Iraq, but Saddam's weapons were merely the mock.
On the tenth day of Christmas, my Rummy sent to me ten Gitmo lawyers a-leaping. What cares he about civil liberty?
On the eleventh day of Christmas, my Rummy sent to me eleven generals a-hyping that the war is just dandy, while our spooks are warning that civil war and theocracy are a-borning as the Kid in the Oval feels free to consult a Higher Authority. Burkas, turbans and beards you'll see after the puppet Allawi.
They pay her for this crap?
You know you're going to get things started with this post.
They do pay. It's an amazement that anything conservative gets published with their warped world view. Thank goodness for the internet.
Ahemmm. Pictures, please.
12 liberal columnists falling to their knees when Rummy saves their asses?
(And where are the pictures of CZJ?)
I see that MoDo's schizophrenia remains untreated, poor thing.
Get the b!tch on some kind of hormone replacement therapy, NY Slimes!
She gets paid - but obviously not laid - for this crap? Unreal garbage.
Hey! She owes us a day~!
Wonder what Michael is getting Catherine for Christmas eh mo?
Dreadful. I've seen a lot of great song parodies by Freepers on this site over the years. I've done a few myself. They are not that hard to do. This lame attempt at a song parody by Dowd is the absolute worst I've ever read. You might be able to sing along with it if you guzzled a quart of whiskey. Maybe that's the secret.
I thought she hated Christmas? She's sure confused.
I'm sure Imus will love it, though.
Luckily my screen is coffee-proof.
I meant CZJ pictures, but I'm sure you knew that
There ya'go. Thanks. Now I just have to clean my screen to get a better view (post # 10 & 14).
Happy dreams Maureen.
That was my first reaction, too. It's more pathetic than objectionable. Humor is a deadly weapon, if you can make your adversary look ridiculous, you've disarmed him. Is this really the best the Left can muster? I could make a better satire of Rummy than this.
Dear Ms. Dowd,
Better to keep quiet and let people think you're a fool than to open your mouth and prove you're a fool.
Dreadful... painfully dreadful.
She is to parody poetry as Madonna is to acting, that's how bad it is.
You must have cringed posting this dreck.
Aahhhh, makes the Dowdy thread worthwhile ...
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