Boobie Recipe for Risk Aversion
(from Fernando Po, U.S.A., America's post-literate retreat to Plato's Cave)

The mawkish milquetoast mavens moan
Their middle-ism bland
While hapless hiding hormones drip
From their small gutless gland
Inducing risk aversion in
The voters of the land

"Triangulate and trim your sails"
(The Boobie Clinton plan)
Results in Gore and Kerry and
The ones who with them ran
Like "Don't give up your day job" Joe,
The weepin' Lieberman

The “values” voters sling their mud
And howl and spit and swear
Inventing lies and slander that
The Boobies grin and bear
Especially the Democrats
Who think that Boobies care

Consultants for the Democrats
Have found a way to sell
Themselves and all their worthless crap
To those who like the smell
Of loss at which they salivate
Like dogs to Pavlov’s bell

To hide their hiding on the Right
Some “Democrats” have coined
A new word, “centrist,” which they hope
Will leave the fight unjoined
And them to share a scrap of what
The Right has not purloined

Since “values” voters seem to like
The raw and mean and rough
What makes the Democrats afraid
To kick ass and get tough?
Do they suppose that Boobies find
The low road low enough?

What evidence has yet been found
To prove that Boobies mind
A voyage through the sewer if
A vote or two they find
For those who kick the ones who will
Not give it back in kind?