Sunday, October 30, 2005
Scooter Rider on the Storm
I. Lewis Libby takes to pen and the further composition of chivalric poesy:
Scooter rider on the storm
Scooter rider on the storm
Into the White House he was borne
Into a whirlwind he is thrown
Like an arc without a Joan
A sling without a stone
Scooter rider on the storm
There's a Miller on the road
Her brain is squirmin’ like a toad
Take a long and tacit turn
Watch the aspens churn
If ya give this witch a ride
Sweet Yellowcake will fly!
Miller on the road.
Girl ya gotta love your source
Girl ya gotta love your source
Watch him on the stand
Take the reprimand
The world on this depends
Our thing will never end
Gotta stay the course.
Scooter riders on the storm!
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Scooter rider on the storm
Scooter rider on the storm
Into the White House he was borne
Into a whirlwind he is thrown
Like an arc without a Joan
A sling without a stone
Scooter rider on the storm
There's a Miller on the road
Her brain is squirmin’ like a toad
Take a long and tacit turn
Watch the aspens churn
If ya give this witch a ride
Sweet Yellowcake will fly!
Miller on the road.
Girl ya gotta love your source
Girl ya gotta love your source
Watch him on the stand
Take the reprimand
The world on this depends
Our thing will never end
Gotta stay the course.
Scooter riders on the storm!
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