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Loose Nips Sink Ships!

Republicans are learning!
They are moving on!

 All that fascination they have shown
with respect to women's vaginas--
regulating abortions, probing private parts,
denying funding to Women's Clinics 
for fear they will educate people about birth control,
or permit abortions even when the mother's life
is at stake--cost the Party dearly at the ballot box.

 So Republicans are putting all of that behind them,
and are getting serious about the business of government.

 In North Carolina, Republican legislators 
are taking up the matter of nip slips; 
you know, accidentally or deliberately 
allowing a breast nipple to public view.
They are coming down hard on women's nipples!

After all, western civilization is at stake.
Be honest:  what would you do if ever
you caught sight of a woman's nipple?

 I thought so!  Turn you into a mad dog!
Make you go home and ask your wife if she has some.
Cause you to ask what they are for!  
Mess up your shirt and tie with drool.

 North Carolina Republicans are pioneering the way
for the whole Republican Party to go forward.  

     I used to think it was criminal for Congress
     to work only Tuesday through Thursday, 
     but I may have gotten that all wrong.  
               As a footnote, let me note that I usually include a picture
               with my blog articles, but my mind is so addled 
               by the subject matter of this one that I have chosen not to.

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