One Frosty, Cold Night in the Northern Moonlight : She Bumped into Barack O’B

There is a parody of The Cremation of Sam Mcgee over at the Corner that's a real hoot!

There’s strange things done on a White House Run by the fellows who would be elected,
The campaign trail has it secret tales that could make half of us disaffected.
Desperate Irish Housewife has seen some queer sights, but the queerest she ever did see
Was one frosty, cold night in the northern moonlight : she bumped into Barack O’B.

For those of you not old enough or beneficiaries of a true liberal education it goes like this:

There are strange things done in the midnight sun
By the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
That would make your blood run cold;
The Northern Lights have seen queer sights,
But the queerest they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
I cremated Sam McGee.

Extra points if you remembered that The Cremation of Sam McGee was one of Ronald Reagan's favorites! Read the whole thing and then go back and enjoy the original.

Cross posted at Say Anything