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Array ( [sid] => 79557 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => WHEN THE SCOURGE OF BUSH IS GONE [time] => 2005-01-12 07:39:10 [hometext] => [bodytext] => There WILL come a time
When the scourge of Bush is gone
In that happy time
We’ll sing a grateful song

Grateful that the nightmare
We have know for so long
Is finally at an end
His lies have been so wrong

His criminal regime
Has brought America to new lows
With lies, slaughter and torture
His ugly infamy grows

He leads a braindead group
Of sad and tiny mind
A cabal of nasty losers
So bigoted and blind

But there will be a better time
When these are all long gone
When civilised behaviour
Is retrieved from the Pawn

In that time we know
The good things that we knew
Can all be resurrected
Free from this ugly crew

What they show is a façade
Just a pretence and a fraud
And Bush, ever the liar
Fist in the face of God

Look forward my true friends
All is not lost, oh no
There WILL be a time post-Bush
When newborn hope can grow

It may seem dark right now
They have used hate and blatent lies
But no the world is watching
And Bush it does despise

Our friends know the truth
Of how so many were fooled
They know the tricks they played
You conscience overruled

They will not laugh forever
At the thought of American sense
They will love you in later days
When with Bush we all dispense

The world has rarely known
Such a bastard as this man
But he won’t be there forever
Survive through it as you can

-o-

There WILL come a time
When the scourge of Bush is gone
In that happy time
We’ll sing a truly grateful song [comments] => 2 [counter] => 182 [topic] => 28 [informant] => steeleyes [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Patriotic )
WHEN THE SCOURGE OF BUSH IS GONE

Contributed by steeleyes on Wednesday, 12th January 2005 @ 07:39:10 AM in AEST
Topic: Patriotic



There WILL come a time
When the scourge of Bush is gone
In that happy time
We’ll sing a grateful song

Grateful that the nightmare
We have know for so long
Is finally at an end
His lies have been so wrong

His criminal regime
Has brought America to new lows
With lies, slaughter and torture
His ugly infamy grows

He leads a braindead group
Of sad and tiny mind
A cabal of nasty losers
So bigoted and blind

But there will be a better time
When these are all long gone
When civilised behaviour
Is retrieved from the Pawn

In that time we know
The good things that we knew
Can all be resurrected
Free from this ugly crew

What they show is a façade
Just a pretence and a fraud
And Bush, ever the liar
Fist in the face of God

Look forward my true friends
All is not lost, oh no
There WILL be a time post-Bush
When newborn hope can grow

It may seem dark right now
They have used hate and blatent lies
But no the world is watching
And Bush it does despise

Our friends know the truth
Of how so many were fooled
They know the tricks they played
You conscience overruled

They will not laugh forever
At the thought of American sense
They will love you in later days
When with Bush we all dispense

The world has rarely known
Such a bastard as this man
But he won’t be there forever
Survive through it as you can

-o-

There WILL come a time
When the scourge of Bush is gone
In that happy time
We’ll sing a truly grateful song




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Re: WHEN THE SCOURGE OF BUSH IS GONE (User Rating: 1 )
by autumngreeneyes on Wednesday, 12th January 2005 @ 09:59:24 AM AEST
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As nice as all your dreams,
and as lovely as this seems
Please, try not to to block your mind
someone worse than Bush they may find.


Re: WHEN THE SCOURGE OF BUSH IS GONE (User Rating: 1 )
by vox on Saturday, 6th August 2005 @ 06:38:52 PM AEST
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i cant wait till this criminal pays for what he's done. hes a complete fool and hes proven it many times. someone has to burn that bush!




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