Alright kids. My SAD disorder's kicking in—in ten minutes I'll be huddled over childhood pictures on my cold bedroom floor, weeping and craving carbs. So real quick, here are your weekend rhymes. They won't replace the sun, but at least they're cheaper than those natural light bulbs.
Even though Joe the Plumber's 15 minutes is at about 14:59 on the ticker, his stupid book/recording contract plans are so annoying he merits a bit o' limerick:
There once was a plumber named Joe
Who didn't want anyone to know
That he's not a real plumber
Which is such a bummer
'Cause from bullshit he doth overflow
And, again under the political rubric, behold the haiku:
Secretary of State? No!
Hold out for SCOTUS*
*SCOTUS=Supreme Court of the United States