Learn ‘er, Lois!
Low is Lois.
“Trap tea party tardy!”
Libs: our ills, uber alles.
Liber-ills bill our ills.
Bilious bills instill all ills.
Fifth Amendment? Own it!
Fifth Commandment? Do it!
Tea Party: “Eliminate!”
Whenever my rhyming skill dries,
I listen to inky black skies.
From over the grounds,
The saddest of sounds:
The blogosphere heaving its sighs.
The Bovril equivalent, Bovrite,
Can be purchased alongside of Marmite.
The marketer’s local,
An American yokel–
I just hope that they have the extract right.
I’m hiring a brand new class tutor.
Requirement? Know who’s a Tudor.
If Henry or Bess
Is whom he should guess,
I’ll hoot my Who’s Who Tudor tooter.