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All my wars are going badly. Can't they see that my main aim Was for the fame of claiming oil, Not fame for those I maim. It's a shame that people find me The likeliest one to blame, Yet I never blame what the hell is his name. I blame the ones I maim. My mind is a flutter, a ship with no rudder, my grin a sputtering sneer. Soon Cheney will utter the words I fear, "If only your Daddy were here." Yet you won't find me confessing That I am the one to blame, Though my only claim to historical fame Will be for the thousands I maim. A loss insurmountable? Don't hold me accountable. Accounting is not my game. Plus Cheney's discounted claims he's to blame, So fame favors those we maim.
Music by Burton Lane To 'Bushie's Co-conspirator, Cheney' |