THIN ANNIE COULTER
Annie Coulter gained no weight,
Despite the many things she ate.
She stayed as skinny as a rail,
Although she dined on Cheney’s quail.
She thinned herself to 12-inch thighs,
Devouring Joe McCarthy’s lies.
She always stayed so very trim,
Yet ate Max Cleland’s missing limb.
She looked just like a stalk of hay,
But ate the bombs of Tim McVeigh.
She kept her weight so very low,
Yet ate the words of Tony Snow.
As slender as a cotton thread.
She feasted on Iraqi dead.
She just resembled skin and bones,
Yet ate the claims of Paula Jones.
Her arms were wires; and what’s more.
She ate her hate for Albert Gore.
She ate all Democratic lives.
She ate the nine-eleven wives.
Folks wondered how Ann kept her looks.
She crapped her hate into her books.