They won't need a Cheney, Only sun, To get me more than I'm Getting with each Cheney Nine-one-one. What a way to kill bigtime! If it's true a flower Get's it done, Yet when smoked seems sublime, Sounds like flower power For a son More than willing to mark time. Forget playing cute. God, that's been hell, Throwing each idiot a crumb. Building Stevens' bridges Ain't that swell? No wonder he and I look dumb. Give Iraqis poppies Be their pal Big Al says we'll do fine. Poppies like it warmer, Unlike Al. They'll make sure that oil is mine.
Music by Jay Gorney To 'Bushie's Policy for Quitting Iraq' |