Look, this is my first diary, I know I'm not following the three paragraph intro rule, but I had to get this off my chest...
Good god, what a mess of a "speech" Palin gave yesterday. Every time she gives one of her "I don't need no stinkin' " TelePrompter homilies, it sounds like she's hit the hookah pipe one too many times. For months, I've been trying to figure out why her speeches, though mangled, sounded familiar. Then yesterday, as I was working on lesson plans, I re-read some Lewis Carroll...bingo! And so with apologies to the man himself herewith find:
The Palinwocky
Twas Wasillig, and the grizzly toves
Did gyre and gimble in the woodsey;
All mimsy were the birthergoves,
And the mome raths lipstyckee.
"Beware the Palinwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the repubub bird, and shun
The frumious Youbetcha!"
He took his vorpal penn in hand:
Long time the narcissistic foe he sought—
So rested he by the ToddTodd tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And as in uffish thought he stood,
The Palinwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the ‘lasky wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! and through and through
The vorpal penn went whipper-zaack!
He left it then, without a mynd
He went galumphing back.
"And hast thou tamed the Palinwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.
'Twas Wasillig, and the grizzly toves
Did gyre and gimble in the woodsey;
All mimsy were the birthergoves,
And the mome raths lipstyckee