The Gore Went Down to Florida (To the tune of "Devil Went Down to Georgia") The Gore went down to Florida, he was looking for a vote to steal. He was in a bind, he was way behind, and he was willing to make it look real. When he came across this young boy punchin' on a ballot and gettin' it right. Well the Gore jumped up on a hickory stump, said, "Boy let me tell you what. I guess you didn't know it, but I'm a ballot-puncher too, Now if you're game to take some blame, well I'll make a bet with you. Now you punch pretty good ballot boy, but give the Gore his due, I'll bet a key of gold against your soul 'cause I'm a-runnin' with a Jew." The boy said, "My name's Dubya and it might be a sin, But I'll take your bet, and you're gonna regret, 'cause I'm the man that's gonna win." Dubya take your stylus out and punch your ballot hard, 'cause Gore's broke loose in Florida and the Gore prints extra cards. And if you win you'll get this shiny key that's made of gold, But if you lose the V.P. gets your soul. So the Gore opened up his case and said, "I'll start this show." And fire flew from his stylus tips as he started punchin' holes. When he drew back that hand of his, it made an evil hiss. Then a band of Liebermans joined in, and it sounded something like this. (music here) When the Gore was finished, Dubya said,"Well you're pretty good old son. Now sit down in that chair right there, and let me show you how it's won." He played "Boys, here's the part where ya take some notes. Gore's in the state with the decidin' votes, 'Crats in the count room, punchin' out chads, Handin' out cigs to grammar school grads." The Gore then bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat. He laid that golden key on the ground at Dubya's feet. Dubya said, "Gore, just come on back if you ever wanna try again, I done told you once, you son of the rich, I'm the man that's gonna win." He played "Boys, here's the part where ya take some notes. Gore's in the state with the decidin' votes, 'Crats in the count room, punchin' out chads, Handin' out cigs to grammar school grads." Lyrics by Cliff Dearing of DearingDesign.com Austin, Texas

har dee har har. wow, that was really creative. remind me to avoid dearing design if i'm ever looking for some design work.

I wrote this and also wrote an explanation that didn't get published with it. I did not write this parody to defile Jews in ANY way. My intent was to show (my opinion) that Al Gore was making it an election-brownie-point by constantly bringing it to America's attention. I am not the least bit prejudiced in ANY way. Thank you.

who said anything about jews, ya freak. vote democratic.

Looks like some sort of legal CYA on Dearing's part. What happened, Cliff? Being sued? Someone burning stars of David in your front lawn?