The People's Cube - Political Satire

I went out for ice-cream, peaches and cream,
Looks that told me you're nine.
You're preteen, you're innocent and you're nine. (nine, all nine)

You're all ribbons and curls, ooh, little girl,
Eyes that sparkle and shine.
You're preteen, you're innocent and you're nine.
(nine, you're nine, nine, nine)

Just a baby, you're a pet,
I fell in love and I might regret.
I sniffed your hair, my heart went pop,
Ooh, when I sniffed, I could not stop.

You walked into my dreams, Hear the alarms?
Now you're an angel that's nine.
You're preteen, you're innocent  and you're nine.

Just a baby, you're my pet,
I fell in love and I might regret.
I sniffed your hair, my heart went pop,
Ooh, when I sniffed, I could not stop.

You walked into my dreams, Hear the alarms?
Now you're an angel that's nine.
You're preteen, you're innocent  and you're nine.

You're preteen, you're innocent  and you're nine.

You're preteen, you're innocent  and you're nine.

you're nine, you're nine, you're nine.

you're nine, you're nine, you're nine.

you're nine, you're nine, you're nine, you're nine, but I do.

You are nine!

What shall we do with this demented fool?
What shall we do with the demented fool?

 

I was creeping on a preteen
The way I always do
How was I to know
I'd stroke that munchkin too

I was fondling in the East Room
I took a little sniff
Send lawyers, guns and bunnies
My mind has gone adrift

Im a cadaverous old geeze
Somehow I got stuck
Between the cameras and some young girls
My compulsion have run amok
Compulsions gone amok
They fear I'll self destruct

I'm shuffling round the South Lawn
I'm a reprobate man
Send Jill and Easter Bunnies
I cant control my hands

Send Jean Pierre, nuns and bunnies

Send Psakis, guns and bunnies

What have I been trying to tell you Comrade Director. Warren Zevon is the gift that keeps on giving. And his songs are so easy
I think I may be able to craft a new Karaoke Directive to go along with "The greater the Cheese*, the grater the burn."

When your muse is gone, just do Zevon

*(Cheesiness of the Original Song)

Oh, Karaoke comrades, where is Callmelennie of the never ending muse of Stevie Wonder’s Sir Duke?

I really loved the song "She's Sixteen" when I was sixteen. I haven't listened to it since then. Now I'm afraid I won't be able to listen to it again. Damn you, Joe Biden.

Joe can’t control his hands...

Speaking of bunnies, ‘pelipsky’s sister bunny had the best defense, ever. Being special needs was just to lull her debate opponents into complacency. Upon entering pre-k for special bunnies, the family learned sister bunny was blind as bat, and needed soda bottle bottoms ground into lenses to prevent her right eye from turning in. First Marxmas with new glasses, ‘pelipsky notices that some wrapped presents under tree showed signs of tampering.

So, pelipsky asks sister bunny about this. The bunny explained that the Marxmas lights had melted the vodka tape, like the sun melting everything in a Texazistan summer. “Yeah, but the tape is only melting on YOUR gifts,” pelipsky points out the obvious.

That 4 year old bunny sprouted antlers right before ‘pelipsky’s eyes! “‘pelipsky,” sister bunny law fared, “Some times, my eye turns in, and I can’t see what my hands are doing!”

Joe’s got a wandering eye, and the disability is not Joe’s fault. Or, so the media would have the collective believe.

forelock tug,
‘pelipsky

For a moment there, Comrade Director I thought you were going to start a rousing sea shanty in praise of the "tactile mode of retail politicking"* favored by The Leader

What do you do with a touching POTUS
What do you do with a touching POTUS
What do you do with a touching POTUS
Early in the morning

Way hey, check up on Biden
Way hey, check up on Biden
Way hey, check up on Biden
Early in the morning

Rap his knuckles with an old nuns ruler**
Rap his knuckles with an old nun's ruler
Rap his knuckles with an old nun's ruler
Early in the morning

Way hey, round up the Biden
Way hey, round up the Biden
Way hey, round up the Biden
Early in the morning

Put him in basement till midterm's over
Put him in basement till midterm's over
Put him in basement till midterm's over
Early in the morning

(Way, hey, lock up the Biden ..... )

Stick him with a bunny with hancuffs on him
Stick him with a bunny with handcuffs on him
Stick him with a bunny with handcuffs on him
Early in the morning

(Way, hey round up the Biden ... )

Put him in a tub with his only daughter
Put him in a tub with his only daughter
Put him in a tub with his only daughter
Early in the morning

( Way, hey ..............)

That what you do with a touchy POTUS
That what you do with a touchy POTUS
Thats what you do with a touchy POTUS
Early in the morning
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*(PROGG OFF: This inconceivably stupid euphemism of Biden's quasi pedophilic activities actually issued forth from the piehole in the middle of a network "reporter's" face)

**(Ask any graduate of a Catholic grade school if you dont get it)

THE BIDEN CREEPS TONIGHT



We-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-E-E-E-E-E-E-E will
freakout young ones today
We-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-E-E-E-E-E-E-EE will
freakout young ones today

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On the munchkin, the blighted munchkin
The Biden creeps tonight
On the munchkin, the frightened munchkin
The Biden creeps tonight

(Repeat Refrain)

With the pillage, unwelcome pillage
The Biden creeps tonight
With the pillage, disgraceful pillage
The Biden creeps tonight

(Repeat Refrain)

Hush my tech lords, delete my Tech Lords
The Biden creeps tonight
Hush my Jean Pierre, gaslight my Jean Pierre
The Biden creeps tonight