We are The WalMart, Mrs. Dole.
We don't approve of birth control.
You came here for condoms
and that's what they are for
So we won't let you buy them anymore.
We are The WalMart, Mrs. Keyes.
Who cares if they prevent disease?
That's not what we believe
most sinners use them for
So we won't let you buy them anymore.
We are The WalMart, Mrs. Sills.
To hell with morning-after pills.
What you did last night
is something we deplore
So we won't let you buy them anymore.
Do what We WalMarts command -
Religion not the state
now controls the land.
We are The WalMart, Mrs. Greene.
We determine what to call "obscene."
Bush won't appeal what
goes on inside our store.
You have lost to our religious war.
* The New York Times - 4/4/05
Editorial - "Moralists at the Pharmacy"
Music & Original Lyric by Irving Berlin
Alternate Lyric by Bob Carlson
www.politicalboondoggles.com
4/4/05
To 'Co-conspirators - WalMart'
To 'Policies - Greed'
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