Posted By King Scoops
A series of short poems about Donald Rumsfeld, our Secretary of War (yes, I still call it that when we’re referring to good ‘ol rummington)
There once was a prick named Rummy
He worked for a Prez. who was a dumby
They fucked up Iraq
Now there’s no turning back
And public opinion is crumby
We had a Rumsfeld
He went to Washington
We had a Washington Rumsfeld yeah
He went to the Mideast
He was a barbarian
We had a Mideast barbarian yeah
He left his home in sweet Washington
Left Washington for Baghdad yeah
Okay this one is stupid I’ll stop writing this one now. If someone can finish this one, I’ll give you a-dollar-three-eighty, and if you can figure out what a-dollar-three-eighty is, I’ll trade you two dimes for your nickel.
Back to Rummybashing...
There once was a show on t.v.
Donald Trump was the emcee
If Someone got tired
Don would say “you’re fired”
Rummy is next believe me
There once was this real bad dichotomy
Iraq was free from Hussein but not sodomy
And Rummington stayed away
As our soldiers played like they were gay
It’s time for a Rummington lobotomy
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