As we pay a higher price at the pump,
Without all the resources of Trump,
Will more folks be inspired,
To simply say that, “You’re fired!”
While giving W a swift kick in the rump?
(five more after the fold)
Sharon says that they haven’t a choice,
Must respond to majority voice.
Though it’s causing hardship,
They must leave the strip,
Israel can’t afford the security invoice.
Koizumi and Emperor Akihito,
Atoned for Japan’s sins post Edo,
Is it sixty more years,
Filled with murderous fears,
Before apologies for George Bush’s libido?
Laura’s hired a new chef and embraced her,
She’s a wiz with prime rib and a baster!
If Bush continues to tank,
With his polls looking dank,
She may need to interview for food tasters…
It’s the deadline for the Iraqis’ new charter,
With deadpan US says no more barter.
Running short of statecraft,
The US says, “Sign a draft!”
While our dead pine away for departure.
Victor Gonzales a rich, stubborn Burro,
Is described as Mexico’s Ross Perot.
But it’s illegal to run,
As just a party of one,
On a presidential platform made of Cipro.
