Don’t travel to New Jersey for your weekend holiday.
The state is without budget, so you’ll find no place to play.
The parks are closed just like a clam; the beaches, too, are shuttered.
The Governor won’t pay their bills, no matter how he’s buttered.
Of course all the casinos will be open for your trade --
So you can lose your shirt and have your mortgages parlayed.
A bizness that’s run in LA
Hasn’t much chance now to stay.
Those mom and pop shops
Are hit in the chops --
While highrises chase them away.
Reporters in France have no clue
What Monsieur Macron will do --
His thoughts are so deep
That he has to keep
Them locked up like snakes in a zoo.
It ain’t a decent picnic on our Independence Day
Without a cob of corn or two from down in Ioway.
With butter melted over it and salted down as well,
It’s nothing but ambrosia to palate and to smell.
I can eat a dozen without blinking, yes sirree,
While shooting off a cherry bomb in thanks for Liberty.
You folks down there in Ioway, please keep up the good work --
Without your ears of sweet corn I do think I’d go beserk!
Obtaining Hong Kong with some cant,
The Chinese are now on a rant.
They’ve told all the world
That tongues should be furled --
It’s jail for so much as a chant.
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