Just ran across this limerick in James Joyce's Ulysses, which I found hilariously relevant. (Note: Joyce's "Joe Miller," according to Harper's New Monthly Magazine, June of 1876 -- yeah, this intrigue required a bit of online research -- "was more or less, in some sense or other, the origin of the jest-book named after him," hence the limerick's "the" Joe Miller.)

There's a ponderous pundit MacHugh
Who wears goggles of ebony hue.
As he mostly sees double
To wear them why trouble?
I can't see the Joe Miller. Can you?

Hope you enjoyed that as much as I did, although when I start posting items like that, you know this campaign season is growing far too long.