Political limericks...

There was a large man named Rush
Whose opinions did constantly gush.
His radio rants,
Sure ruffle some pants,
But his thinking just seems so much mush.

There was a young man named Glenn
Who uses his chalk like a pen.
His arguments seem ruthless,
But his logic is toothless,
And he thinks commies hide in his den.

There was a young man name of Keith
Who rips at the right with his teeth.
He mocks them with voices,
And questions their choices,
Giving many of them a nightly worst wreath.

There was a thin woman named Ann
Who certainly could use a tan.
She lashes the left,
As morally bereft,
While thinking more right than most can.

There was a young man named Barack
Whose critics he often does shock.
They question his birth,
Say he lies without worth,
But say “no” to him as they dead lock.

There was a tall man name of Bill
Who nightly presents all his will.
“You’re in no-spin zones,”
To his guests he intones,
But he comes off as just nothing but shrill.

There was a young woman named Sarah
Whose beauty just might rival Farrah’s.
But when she opens her mouth,
All who hear her run south,
With a strong sense of fear and sheer terror.

There was a young man name of Sean
Who says lefties do everything wrong.
His rantings enable,
Right fringe groups who table,
The conspiracies for which Sean does long.

Added on 11/12/2009...

There once was a man named Lou Dobbs
Whose opinion he did spew out in gobs.
He ranted of illegals,
As he acted all regal,
So now he's considering new jobs.