26 Degrees of 'The Bush Administration', in epic prose

[Occulus]

Hero's tumid inhabitants:
A moribund, hesitant shit.
Damn! Brutish hesitation,
This subordinate hit man.

This bandit's humane riot-
Hot harm; It isn't unbiased.
This moribund hate saint
Is the brutish damnation.

Inordinate as this thumb,
It isn't this humane board.
I am hard-bitten, snoutish:
Attain brutish hedonism.

Homier dust inhabitants,
This obeisant, human dirt:
"I'm a butt and in horseshit.
I am this burned, hot stain."

A morbid, unhesitant shit,
Mired inhabitants shout.
This inebriant, sad mouth:
"I am the brain on this dust."

Obtain this direst human.
Omit shithead nutbrains.
"I'm a bandit's southern hit."
On its bad, shittier human.

Shit! Shit! Idea man to Burn!
Bandits in this tame hour.


Each line of this epic is an anagram for "the Bush administration". Yes, I have no life.

:D

[angrycarpenter]

1. I am in total awe of people who can do that.

I have never solved an anagram in my life. My mind works in a different way. Sloppy.

[Occulus]

2. Don't be too impressed; I used a computer program.

I once heard that "the truth lies in the anagram", so I decided to test the theory.

Don't feel bad; all I had the patience for was picking them out!

[angrycarpenter]

3. cheater

Still it's pretty good.