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[aid] => mick
[title] => It's a bird, it's a plane, it's George bush juniour!
[time] => 2004-06-06 16:01:36
[hometext] => Neo Napolionic Nazi Nations and how they relate to George and his dog.
[bodytext] => They said I was a hi-jacker that day in September And although I’m dead I still half remember how eating all that awful airline food Put me into a terrible bad mood While thinking of domestic strife I got frisky with a butter knife And although I’m clearly not insane They thought my intention was to crash the plane “Oh my god! He’s one of them, the dangerous race, We don’t like the look of his face, Look at him waving that old butter knife He must be out to end our lives!” I went to the pilot to voice my views But the pilot had died from the cheap plane food I valiantly struggled to save the ship But I yawned forward and so the plane dipped And all the yokels went ‘doggone!’ ‘He just done crashed his flying machine into the pentagon!’ And then I woke up, t’was all a dream. Then I woke up again to hear a scream. Back in my house, my wife gasped with a cower, ‘They’ve just crashed their planes into the towers!’ And seeing that just made me think, By golly, what a co-winky-dink. So off she went to Afghanistan To kill some Arabs and work on her tan. She was delighted that the war went fine And was a given a promotional free oil line Then my wife got mad and went to Iraq She only went five minutes and never came back. She yelled “C’mon! I’m here to fight!’ Then she killed everyone who wasn’t white. She said “Great! Loads of oil for free!” “Looks like they’ve misunderestimated me!” Thanks to George and all his cronies, We’ve made our people into phonies. She never did find Not on one single farm Any chemical weapons Not a single nuclear arm. She concluded ‘this place is crap’ There’s no good stuff here So we’re gonna invade Cuba Take all their cigars and beer. Then my wife was run over By a giant monster truck Playing chicken in a land rover She was just pushing her luck So now you can see why US foreign policy Isn’t really at all democracy And although some think it’s all fun and frolics Really, it’s all neo imperialist bollox. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 212 [topic] => 57 [informant] => fireyredhairedfeminist [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => war )
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