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Apr 1, 2004 THERE ONCE WAS A SOLDIER… There once was a soldier who came home from war A little bit sad and a little bit sore. He cried and complained and when people listened He eventually became a politician! He went from a buzzhead to a bit of a hippy Who asked all the rich girls to squeeze his bippy Then acquired manners as if born to the manor And then he became a United States Senator Now he tells everyone that everything’s bad And Bush is the reason they all should be sad But he is their hero and he is their man Because, my friends, he’s concocted a plan! I suppose he will tax us, and tax us some more Until those who have money will find kinder shores If the rich don’t stay here and create jobs for us Won’t his welfare state collapse and go bust? We’ll appease the terrorists and be nice to them And pretend we don’t notice when they’ve hemmed us in And just when it seems that we don’t have a chance We’ll follow the leader right over to France! ------------ About the author: Kimbal Ross Binder is a husband of one wife and parent of six child units of various sizes. He is a tennis bum, karaoke singer, punster and a reformed liberal who now admires Rush Limbaugh and hates to miss Fox News in the evening. You can pass along plaudits and invectives to: radarbinder@comcast.net ------------ |
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