Seasons Greetings From Illinois

Some emails are just too good not to forward on to everyone you know. Well, since I am not the kind of guy to forward emails and I really thought this was quite funny, I'll share this one here. One of my employees from my job in Elgin, Illinois sent these lyrics which fit with the tune from "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen". So, imagine these words set to that tune (unless you really want to sing it out loud).

Get packin', Rod Blagojevich
The state's in disarray
The Tribune wants you unemployed
At least by Christmas Day.
The TV pundits want your head
Could there be pay to play?
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy
Save Illinois !
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy.

Good riddance Rod Blagojevich
Your Elvis look's inane,
The Senate's mad, so's Lisa's dad.
You drive us all insane.
Our transit's broke, the state's a joke,
The Tollway's one big pain.
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy
Save Illinois !
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy.

Good luck old Rod Blagojevich
The feds have quite a place.
Fitzgerald's poked his nose around
And if he has a case,
George Ryan's moving stuff around
Creating extra space.
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy
Save Illinois !
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy.