“Pique Inside” Tales of Obamaland
Due to the flood of requests to allow readers of Bizarreville to get a glimse inside our book, Tales of Obamaland, below is an excerpt from one of the 21 fables. This fable is titled “Labelmania”, a fun satirical story about the medical breakthrough of the century and how corporate lawyers “helped” things along. It’s just a portion of the fable…sorry, have to buy the book to get the rest of the story.
LABELMANIA
Deflabenheimer donned her coat And hurried in her lab. So anxious to observe the float Of this new dab she’d fabbed. Could this be breakthrough she had dreamed For ’bout a thousand days? The testing and investing schemed To snake through this tough maze? Eureka! Chloro-keedron split Extracted from Lean feed And porogated omni-twit From that deplungant seed!! Deflab just found the magic key A challenge centuries old Discovered by sheer mastery A cure for Common Cold. Had taken years of diligence Some rants and screams aloud More hard work than intelligence Tom Edison’d be proud. It took a myriad of weeks To do tests, get approval And guard against sneak info leaks In market tests in Shmooville.
And when the testing was complete
One side-effect, one hitch
If gulp a pill in too much heat
Could cause arm pits to itch.
Found this outcome in 2 percent
Blew off as Peanut Stand
But sent it up to get consent
From bland old Legal land
You must attach a warning tag
To warn of armpit itch
A glitch like this must twitch a flag
To wag in every pitch.
But lawyers went on further still
Explored the chance of scratch
What if there’s scratching willy-nill?
What if some scratch could snatch?
Then open skin for germ infect
And if that scrape’s severe?
They’ll need to get their scratchings checked
Keep penicillin near.
Put all this on the Warning Tag
And note the chance of staph
And just might cause the eyes to bag
A groin pull if you laugh.
Another Legal mind weighed-in
What if the sweat glands swelled?
If hyperthermia swayed in
Cuz perspiration quelled?
The patient could go into shock
Get dizzy, slump, or faint
Dehydrate like a desert rock
Turn 13 shades of paint.
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Tags: labels, lawyers, legal satire, political satire
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