“For Bush, I’ll apply all my torque,
Bring the Olympics, right here, to New York!”
In a fit of caprice,
Shunning lessons from Greece,
Michael gives his fair city bad pork.
(five more after the fold)
In a mission that went smooth as satin,
To a comet the size of Manhattan,
They launched a big slug,
And a huge crater was dug.
Hope NASA keeps the shuttle from splattin’.
Is NASA being run by rednecks?
“Hey ya’ll, just watch this!” say the techs.
“I’ll betcha a beer,
I can hit it from here!”
Is the extent of “Deep Impact’s” mission specs.
We rejoice that a Seal has been found.
His reinforcement chopper was downed.
Strikes a resonant chord,
With all sixteen aboard,
Even Custer thought his reasoning sound.
Are they listed as Taliban dead?
These seventeen who met a warhead?
Was this mission a goof,
Requiring reproof?
This event becomes whose watershed?
Today’s the day that we let Freedom ring.
Can it salve the Iraqi War sting?
Lets all hope that this blunder,
Hasn’t torn us asunder,
This Bush quest for petroleum bling.
