Sympathy for the Dubya

[Minstrel Boy]

In honour of America's new Jaggeresque, chicken-strutting president.

Please allow me to introduce myself
I’m president, can’t you tell?
I been ridin’ bikes for a long, long year
Scraped many a chin as I fell
And I was smirkin’ when Karla Faye
Had her moment of doubt and pain
I saw one terrible pilot
Crash his plane, and seal our fate

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my shame
But what shouldn’t puzzle you
Is the familiarity of my name
I stuck around St. Petersburg
When Jeb saw it was a time for a change
Killed the Republic and the media
Scalia screamed - not in pain.

I rode a jet
Made my fight suit wet
As your freedom fried
And the bodies stank
Pleased to meet you
Hope you know I’m lame
Ah, what’s puzzling you
Is the nature of my brain - oh yeah!

The prisoners laugh
In Abu Giraffe
’Cause everything’s fine
Or so I’m told by my staff
I shouted out,
“Who killed the Kennedys?”
When after all,
It was my Poppy!

[coloradodem2005]

1. Bush could never stack up with Mick Jagger.

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