Still ravaged town of New Orleans, will Bushie let you die? He tried to keep FEMA asleep and visit from on high. Yet with his bark and whining about his Brownie's plight, He's fueled our fears that all these years he's never got it right. How Bush was born is scary; when told to push she shoved. Instead of one who'd earn his keep, we got someone who's goved. Yet with a proper tether perhaps he'd do all right, But who'd pull strings for wayward kings? Geppeto Cheney might.
Music by Lewis H. Radner |