Prefer quail to plover, If they're not wild. Otherwise they're too damn hard to see. But I've switched over And gone hogwild For shooting soley at the elderly. I'm out hunting again with MDs. Looking for quails, I shoot whom I please. Forget those birdies way up in the trees. They're out of range Of my SUVs. My high is the only proof I need that I'm not dead. Without my wars and hunting, I'd be back in bed. But I can shoot whomever I please, Thanks to George Bush And my freebie MDs.
Music by Seymour Simons & Richard A. Whiting To 'Bushie's Health Care Policy' |