We are the antithesis Of generals you'd not dismiss, So why are we still prized? We knew we hadn't near enough, But lacked the balls to ask for stuff, And yet we're not despised? Despised for lying like our bosses – Despised for not admitting losses – Despised like Duncan Hunter misconstruing With his fellow Senate Dodos Why we can't let folks see photos Showing just how badly Bushie's doing? Perhaps there's an election brewing Needing more than Duncan stewing, Like a symbiotic pitch by us – Patriotic, not neurotic; Idiotic and despotic – Thank God those bastards don't dare bitch at us. Bob Carlson |