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D C NewsPosted Wednesday, August 24, 2011, at 1:03 PM
My son brought home a puppy, he dragged it through the gate; before I could say, 'It might bite,' my son found out, too Late. Ponder, please, and Turn your heart to Jesus.
By Arley Steinhour 082311
Washington, the rock of ages,
Shaking and Quaking their fare;
Evacuated White house of Pages,
Without going anywhere.
An E Q, strength of 5 point 6,
Did make the eyeballs flap;
Fear and laughter pick-up sticks,
Let Satan take the Rap.
The Congressmen were out of town,
The quaking had no foe;
The shaking rattled all to frown,
Reaction wasn't slow.
News picture said a lawn chair,
Fell completely on its side;
Bent and damaged grass fare;
News worthy, Editor cried:
'Perhaps we've earned disaster care,
With extra on the side;
We have to stabilize that chair,
So constituents don't think we lied.
The folks way-out Nebraska way,
Won't mind paying part of bill;
So long as they can football play,
And have their Saturday thrill.'
A Senator, I believe, is rushing back to town;
In his case, a ton of Pork;
To bolster numbers, so re-election's sound,
They'll quit thinking him a dork.
Offered on the lighter side,
The world has gone insane;
Sadly, this offering ain't no joke,
As Noah cried, 'I's gonna RAIN.'
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