Sorry I stole your poem oh great bard:
Shall I Compare Thee To Tom Delay?
by Karl Rove (or somebody else)
Shall I compare thee to Tom Delay?
Thou art more corrupt and more full of hate:
Prosecutors do shake the organization of Delay,
And Abramoff's deal hath all too short a date:
Sometimes too far light of truth shines,
And often is his power base dimmed;
And a crooked Republican sometimes declines,
By chance or the press's changing course or whim;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor impeachment of that regime thou ow'st;
Nor shall daddy brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in your legacy of corruption thou grow'st:
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
They'll remember the evil that we've done for thee.
You know there is something about Bush that just inspires me.