The Insane Clown of Tripoli

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    I conceived this little piece of doggerel 2011 May 22 while Mo, Benito Mussolini's illegitimate son in Libya, was desperately clinging to the Godfathership of the mafia state that he established and then misruled for 42 years. This poem may be sung to the melody of "Deck the Halls" and it plays on the fact that in Arabic la means no.


Is his mind the least bit stable?

La la la-la-la la-la la-la.

To be a good man is he able?

La la la-la-la la-la la-la.

Do his speeches give us pleasure?

La-la-la la-la-la la la-la.

Is he Libya's greatest treasure?

La la la-la-la la-la la la.


To Mallomar kaDaffy

2011 Jun 16

This one can be sung to the melody of the "Marine Corps Hymn".

From the decent folk of Planet Earth, to the clown of Tripoli:

We will bomb your vile goons and thugs 'til the Libyan folk are free.

You have been a total parasite, so there's something you should know;

It is time for you to step aside; it is time for you to go.


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