Pun Salad

Good news: it's over, and it's once again safe to watch Massachusetts TV stations; the most irritating thing you'll see is Cathy Poulin in a Bob's Discount Furniture commercial.

On to the limericks. Although I was sorely tempted, not a single one refers to Nantucket.

Number one:

There once was an AG from Mass.
Thought into the Senate she'd pass
With a (D) by her name
Ted's seat she would claim
But her campaign soon ran out of gas.

A bit bland. Second try:

Oh, woe to thee, Martha Coakley
Your campaign turned into a jokely
A guy named Scott Brown
Turned your state upside down
Put the blues on your home's karaokely

OK, it's tough to find things to rhyme with "Coakley". Sorry. (It's even tougher to find things that rhyme with Martha. Nothing rhymes with Martha.)

But let's not concentrate on Martha. Here's a brief biography of Scott Brown:

Scott Brown attended B. C.
Where he grabbed himself a J. D.
Cosmo deemed him a hunk
Barely covered his junk
I hope he'll stay clothed in D. C.

Second link might not be safe for work. Oops, too late.

I can't say I'm unhappy with the result, though. Here's the sophisticated political analysis/advocacy you've come to expect from Pun Salad:

Today we must all offer thanks
For Brown's in the Senate ranks
His opponent flung poo
Pissed off Catholics too
And thought Schilling a fan of the Yanks

That's it. I promise: no poetry for awhile.