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Post by Woody Williams on Dec 13, 2008 20:16:09 GMT -5
"Get packin', Rod Blagojevich," by John McHugh
(to the tune of "God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen") Get packin', Rod Blagojevich The state's in disarray The Tribune wants you unemployed At least by Christmas Day. The TV pundits want your head Could there be pay to play? Oh, tidings of comfort and joy Save Illinois ! Oh, tidings of comfort and joy. Good riddance Rod Blagojevich Your Elvis look's inane, The Senate's mad, so's Lisa's dad. You drive us all insane. Our transit's broke, the state's a joke, The Tollway's one big pain. Oh, tidings of comfort and joy Save Illinois ! Oh, tidings of comfort and joy. Good luck old Rod Blagojevich The feds have quite a place. Fitzgerald's poked his nose around And if he has a case, George Ryan's moving stuff around Creating extra space. Oh, tidings of comfort and joy Save Illinois ! Oh, tidings of comfort and joy.
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Post by Sasquatch on Dec 15, 2008 3:51:36 GMT -5
Ha! Wonderful.
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