A Poem:
What if ol' Mr. Chirac decides to drop the Big One
just like he said he could -
I ran, I ran, IRAN so far away
You know I surely would -
("Come on, Eileen, Tou-louse Ta-lay")
No, no, Jack - it's Iraq, Iraq!
That's our orwellian Enemy,
ever-changing like Kinski's mood -
But I'll tell ya man to man
A nuclear war won't do anyone any good
I know very well that all those
"sand niggers" deserve to die -
And I know that quiche
is better than Apple Pie -
I run the risk of pissing off
all the rogues who wrote the Patriot Act -
But I ask you not to do it,
and now, here's exactly why ...
Hey, Jack - remember Jackie O
and how JFK lost his head -
Remember Bill Clinton
and how the world was blown away instead -
(You thought I'd put "head" right next to Clinton ...
But I didn't - too bloody obvious - we miss you, Sir William)
Remember John Lennon -
Remember Martin Luther King -
You see, violence isn't sexy
It's abhorrent, Jack, it's disgusting
INTERLUDE:
Picasso went to Paris - to see the national treasure
Then he became one - think about it, Jack
BE a national treasure - no, it doesn't rhyme, real art seldom does
(cont.)
You were in Vietnam
a decade before the Yank -
Strange liberators, indeed
Haven't you learned a thing?
Ask Vanessa Paradis -
She's rather ride in a Renault than a tank!
And Algerian coffee's strong
but that whole endeavor stank ...
I've driven 'cross your country
5 musicians in a car -
The guitars duck-taped on top
reading the map, wondering where we are -
I've had Cafe Melange
And believe me, Jacky Boy
I've french-kissed a dame, or two -
But no, to France's finest
you would not be paying tribute
Can't we just give up this Imperialism thing
once and for all?!
And let the world live as one
one big happy, bouncing ball -
Now you've heard my 007 rant
And you've got big shoes to fill today -
The Queen of England was tough and staunch, too
but she was a terrible lay ...
Another one by Todd.
Peace.