Snerd Lee Limbaugh Poetry Rush In Capistrano’s

Children of The Congress And Rush Limbaugh in Capistrano’s

Partisans of the Congress,
the people have no bread.
“Let them eat infrastructure.”

Businessmen don’t eat in
my Capistrano’s anymore. My
restaurant might close,
my waiters are laid off. The
swallows have come back, but
the fat cats have not.

Partisans of the Congress,
business has no capital gains.
“We’ll aim their taxes high —
a trillion or so.”

My chef is willing
to build a
trillion dollar road, but
he wonders if
his carving knives
can dig a dry hole

Partisans of Congress,
the people have no jobs
except for Limbaugh, the
last man standing.
“Don’t listen to him
a partisan.”

But Rush has come to Capistrano’s
laid a plan on my table. He’s got
a hope and a dream for change:
Let 540 billion bridges blossom,
460 tax cuts for Gotham —
his movie is hiring actors.
I’m taking lessons.
— Snerd Lee Limbaugh


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