With the Tigris River rising In this mid-East piece of Texas, There's no need for fantasizing As my Daddy's latest Lexus Skips its scheduled photo op, and ups and floats away. Though he's big in Halliburton, He's a borrower, not buyer, So I'm ninety per cent certain He'll say, "Next time, park it higher, When you see their forecast calling for a lovely, sunny day." But to see a Lexus floating While the Tigris River's rising, Makes us itch to take up boating, Which for Texans is surprising. Our Rio Grande's so full of wanna-be-a-Texan's swimming ev'ry which-a-way... But the problem that did vex us was, It wasn't Daddy's Lexus That decided to go boating After finding it was floating On what those bureaus forecast as a beach umbrella day. That car was bought for Cheney, On their books as 'miscellany', For getting Halliburton What he secretly is certain Will be rewarding to them all forever and a day. That embattled White House charmer Loved it's battle-tested armor And adored the prospect of its tax-free bottom line, Until it struck Osama's Tigris River mine and sank In ten feet of pollution Halliburton says it's hoping Will somehow go away. There's no morals in this story, This fight for loot and glory, And no Cheney iron curtain Over why poor Halliburton Would pay for Cheney's Lexus In this mid-East piece of Texas On the eve of what for Cheney was a typically, well informed, misinformation day. Bob Carlson |