Rush Limbaugh’s alive! He gave folks quite a scare
when he clutched at his heart and fell out of his chair.
It appeared that he croaked from his cardio ills.
But a quick diagnosis found a pining for pills.
A heartbroken Rush-bo almost died alone,
crestfallen about his dear Oxycodone.
Now a horde of sad ditto heads sighs with relief
that they’ll still have a place to obtain their beliefs.
It’s depressing for others who hoped he was dead.
But don’t fret, cause he’s still in a hospital bed.
If you hoped he would die, you can still try again.
Better luck with your dead pool in Two Thousand Ten.
