On A Jeune Howard likes to Tawqeet up…
But voters don’t like him any more because he has Gallic breathe…
He’s spending money like an Eskimo Queen on ice, every Blue Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday and under each Purple Moon…
The Reserve Bank doesn’t think that’s very Efficient. It thinks it Maybe Better to put interest rates up, while the nation is at a stand still watching the Railings…
The mortgage belt will shed a tear at Douro Valley Estate…
Housewives with bunny names like Sarrera and Sirmione will have to think twice about whacking another plasma on plastic…
As the election becomes Lazer Sharp, the evil unionist Black Tom is calling for a Tungstein Strike…
But Kevin Rudd is busy eating The Fuzz out of his ear…
At least he’s promised to protect Dolphin Jo and the Great Barrier Reef from the effects of Global Warming…
While Mark Vaile is Zipping around on a skate board, Peter Costello is set to launch a Princess Coup, the day before the election…
After all he’s the sole Sculptor of the economy…
Nicola Roxan and Tony Abbott are planning another Blutigeroo biffo…
Maybe he’ll Mahler an apology just like he did to Bernie Banton.
Whoever wins will be crowned Master O’Reilly and live a Scenic Shot away from the Sydney Harbour.
