Tue 15-May-07: Paul Bremmer A Limerick (OEDILF)

Paul Bremmer: Limerick #16(OEDILF)

Paul Bremmer a Neo-con in DC,
Whose war script was done to a Tee.
The plans caused great strife
And a huge loss of life.
Yet a presidential medal has he.

Here is the link to the ACCEPTED/Published version in the
Omnificent English Dictionany in Limerick form (OEDILF)

Bremer, L. Paul by markbnj

Paul Bremer, a Neo-Con guy,

Said "War-making is easy as pie!"

His plans caused great strife,

And a huge loss of life —

And a medal from Bush crowns the lie.

L. Paul Bremer, before becoming the chief administrator of the Interim Governing Authority, in Iraq, helped to write the major part of the US invasion plan of Iraq, giving him the dubious distinction of both causing the war, and causing great problems with the aftermath of the war in Iraq.



Mr. Bremer was awarded the Presidential Medal of Honor for his work.

Mon 16-Apr-07: Harriet Meyers

Harriet Meyers

Oh why, oh why, did you like, and lie?
Oh Why could you think you'd be by?
Did you not know telling the president lies every day
Would get in the way of your oath of office?

Oh Harriet, after you withdrew
Your name from the supreme court
Where did you think working for Bush would get you?
Oh Lie, Lie, Lied, in your bed now.

Let's see if you too get disbarred
Like Alberto and everyone else will
Was it good for you? We can't wait
For our chance to see you water-boarded at night.

WolfoWITZ is GOING G O N E

YEA! Paul is going...

OK.. lets see:

RUMsfeld: GONE
WOLFOWITZ : GONE


BUSH: Still STUBBORN and HERE
Dick Cheney: Still STUBBORN and HERE
Alberto: NEXT victim


IMPEACH the rest!

Sat 14-Apr-07: Time to Go

Time to Go

Alberto, hurry up or we'll be late
Fer Christ's sakes, what's the rush?
Well, Amigo, this is the list flight off the planet
If we miss it, our goose is cooked, said Bushki.

The UN has issued, you see a Global APB
To detain and arraign us
In a prison of our choosing
And I think it's either Abu-Grave, or gitmo-Bay

I prefer Abu-Grave, said Donny Rumsfeld
At least our GI's weren't too intense.
Ahem, Carl Rove said, I think we tortured there too
So, boss, where do you prefer to get screwed.

Umnh, Carl, I thought I gave this to you.
Why is it coming back in my face?
Boss, it's time you knew the truth
We lost the war, the congress, and the country too!

Thu 12-Apr-07: The Ohio War

The Ohio War

You Dem's got owned.
We 'repub's blew away
State of Ohio's Web site
For the 2004 Bush Election day

Now how you say?
Simple, we stole the website that day
And sent them all to the RNC
So that we could do tallies for he!

Now the web don't lie
And it a mighty big Oh-My!
Betcha didn't know
Everything on the web gets logged, just so!

Wed 11-Apr-07: Dear President Bushki -- Sung to the tune of Officer Krupke

Wed 11-Apr-07: Dear President Bushki
(Sung to the tune of Officer Krupke from West Side Story)

Dear Unitary President
I think that you've been had.

You've destroyed our democracy
And screwed it up real bad

You've made all our country
The jerks of all the world
Why can't you just admit that you have failed?

(Chorus)
You have failed, You have failed
You have miserably failed
You have totally screwed us up.

(Music till next verse)

Dear President Bush-ki
We've found you out

Paul and Dick's wars are all to blame
And puppet master Cheney is totally insane

Your WMD War was not just about
Your Mideast policy is just insane

(Chorus)
It's insane, It's insane
It's insane and inane
It's just totally insane.

(Music till next verse)

Dear President torturer, haven’t you heard?
Water-Boarding torture is now a curse word?

Alberto Gonzales, the architect of that
Got rewarded and bumped upstairs
Bumped upstairs, Bumped upstairs,
Bumped upstairs, Bumped upstairs,
Alberto got bumped upstairs.

Now he denies, he denies, he denies and lies
He totally denies and lies

Dear President MBA, what can you do?
You’ve delegated all, through and through

Rumsfeld lied, so did Wolfowits
Cheney lies too, now in this bed you lie

All your MBA work has just gone to pot
It just shows that you don’t think a lot
Thoughtless planning, thoughtless review

Just so you know, you are through
you are through, you are through
you are through, you are through
And congress isn't done with you.

Your Daddy were a pres-dent
He thought he had a son
You mommy's golden goil
You never run a business
That 'tweren't in the RED
You sat out the Vietnam war
By claiming you were done
You've done your share of drinking
And driving DUI
You've even done the coke thing,
Then claimed that it was a lie

Good-ness gracious,
My oh My, are you HIGH?

Dear President Bush-ki
What are we to do?
You screwed up our country
And turned it into poo.

Your buddy Alberto be gone soon
Like the Donald Rumsfeld was

Puppet master Cheney just needs to be stopped
His terrible planning is just not a lot
His wings need to be clipped now
So he will stop. I guess that
Impeachment will say a lot!

Impeach now, Impeach now,
Impeach now, Impeach now,
It's time to impeach them now

(more to come)

Tue 10-Apr-07: The Contractor War

The Contractor War

Cheney was defense secretary
And started a little known plan
The plan to strip and rape our military.

His Plan? Can the KP Man!
Can the laundry man.
Can EVERYBODY but the fighters, Man!

So, he hired companies to serve the meals
And do the laundry and clean the fields
And whoops, he went to work for one (company)

And then he created the biggest war ever
And the last Defense Secretary hired
His ex-company, Halliburton to run the shit, man.

And now his shit's starting to smell
Smell as dirty as the swords coming from his mouth
As he too, denies anything is wrong.

Sun 08-Apr-07: Limerick 5 (Alberto's Trio!)

Limerick 5 (six and seven too!) Alberto's Trio!

Alberto, he be da boss of dey eight
But he say, I no know why dey so late.
Da President, he my man
Dat's why the eight was canned.
But wait, I don't know why I showed them the gate.

And to the congress, Alberto said:

I be sorry, I not so clear
You demanded me, so I am here
I did no wrong in canning the eight
Even though I have no idea why I showed them the gate
I only represent one man, he my dear!

Bushkie, he be my man.
So what, he got no plan…
He told me da eight no good.
So, I told them, Get back to the 'hood
What? I be chief law man for country? Damn!

Tue 03-Apr-07: Wait for da Money

Wait for da Money

Da bankers, dey dem lied.
They gave us ATM's that snuck into our lives.

Dey claimed dey'd always be free
Dey calimed dey'd make life easy for you and me.

Da bankers sold us a bunch o' crap,
And now we da chumps that sit for that!

We remember when our money was free
Free from Fees, at the local ATM's.

We need to revolt and overthrow these banks
And make our cash say, "OH THANKS!"

Free our money, oh won't you please
From those lyin' banking thieves!

Wed 21-Mar-07: Nineteen Hundred and Forty-Eight

Nineteen Hundred and Forty-Eight

A Palestinian state
Why must we wait?
We had the land in 1848
I say back to that caliphate’s state.

The ottoman empire was all Muslim, love or hate
All inhabitants, paid and waited.
Was it democracy? No way!
It was strictly, “Pay to Play”.

But World War One made this all moot
Since the British were asked to follow suit
And try and administer the land, and thus, not to loot.

An early investigation Lord Balfour did make
That Jews to Palestine, may migrate
Yet time and time again, the Arabs did kill
1919, '24, '29 the Jews, they did massacre.

in ’24, a winsome young Churchill
did appease an Arab leader, thru, and thru.
By giving half of the land for a state all brand new
This state, never before did exist.

This action, so small seeming then
Has blossomed very big again and again.
This land called trans-Jordan had never existed
Yet in 1948, it stole the all land set for us.

In ‘48, the United Nations did debate, then Declare,
Two states must exist for both Arab and Jew.
Jews everywhere celebrated the date
Yet, the Arabs STILL call that date, “THE TRADGEDY”

Now Arabs all over want a place for a state
Yet do they even accept the date of ‘Forty-Eight?
No. They still won’t accept the peace plan of 1948
Let’s start there for a change.

For all arab states to accept ‘Forty-Eight
Once accepted, no more saying, “The Tragedy”
Free trade with Israel, and finally a state.
A state on BOTH sides of the Jordan.

Yes, Jordan stole 80% of the land
That the United Nations originally planned.
It annexed all the land for it’s borders.
But now, it’s time for it to re-nounce it.

The ’48 peace plan will not be without pain.
Pain in burying the tragedy, admitting Israel
No right of return, and no sixty-seven borders.
The borders of nineteen forty-eight WILL be the state.

Pain too for Israel, one day.
For Jerusalem in whole was to be an international city
But today this can wait, till Jordan unannexes It’s land.

Then the international city debate can start
Whose record was fairer, the Jews or the Arabs?
’48-67 nearly twenty years as a record
versus 67-07, nearly double that time!

From ’48 to ’67 there was no free access.
Hotels were built on cemeteries, roads made from grave-stones.
No Jews ever saw or prayed at their wall,
The Holiest place for them at all.

But since 1967, Israel took over. Jews could then worship all over.
And Arabs could worship at their holy Mosques,
As well as Turks, Christians all over the city,
Whose record would YOU choose to defend?

SO until all the Arab states, including Saudia-Arabia
Agree to the 1948 U.N. Resolutions
No state can ever be Palestinian
Since they are only ONE state of two.

Tue 20-Mar-07: Spy vs. Spy

Spy vs. Spy

Spy vs. Spy
Shi’ia versus Sunni
Moslem versus Moslem

This is war. This is peace.
This is our future, can you say, “global war”?

Our country’s leaders declared a war
But it seems we’re the ones now besieged
Since we’ll be paying for the next fifty years.

The muslims want a global caliphate
Where all non-muslims must bow and kneel
To show their allegiance, or dead they’ll fall.

One I Missed: 1/16/07 The Dead (a song for the dixie chicks)

I can't believe I forgot to post this. putting on the BLOG TOO

Anyone out there write music? I'd love to have this set to music, and wrote it that way!..

Tuesday 16-Jan-07: The Dead

The Dixie Chicks had it right
They were just too early for most of us
But they nailed it right on the head.
They saw how many of our boys and girls would soon be dead.

Chorus:
It's just time to restore our country
We've just removed the blindfolds,
And we see the blood, and all the gore,
and what's left of our democracy
Swallowed by the shadows of so-called, "presidential authority"

We're in a war, that'll last forever.
Started by a madman, worse then Pol-Pot.
A draft he denied, yet our kids will be in line.
To support our bases in the middle of Camp Iraqi in 2049

"W" smoked pot, and drove drunk,
Did coke, and ditched the draft
Yet military experience? he had none
Now we'll all pay for his bit of fun.

Country Music fans dumped on the Chicks,
Turns out they were all just a bunch of hicks. (pricks)
Now, three years later, the country's all agreed.
We're not gonna take it, now we're just peeved.

Chorus:
It's just time to restore our country
We've just removed the blindfolds,
And we see the blood, and all the gore,
and what's left of our democracy
Swallowed by the shadows of so-called, "presidential authority"

Water torture Cheney says is fine
Spying on citizens isn't a crime
Claims of Nine-Eleven not withstanding
You gotta wonder who last man will be standing.

Cheney, and Bush (43) need to get out now.
And maybe Pelosi (44) will pardon them somehow.
Before the UN War Crimes Tribunal locks the cell on their toes into Abu-Graves

Chorus:
It's just time to restore our country
We've just removed the blindfolds,
And we see the blood, and all the gore,
and what's left of our democracy
Swallowed by the shadows of so-called, "presidential authority"

Yes, citizens of our country
It's time for us to all agree.
We’re stuck inside this illegal war
But now how do we proceed, indeed.

Now our troops still need our help oh Lord.
They are far from home, and hardly bored.
They're stuck out there in harms way
Praying they'll survive yet another day.

Chorus:
It's just time to restore our country
We've just removed the blindfolds,
And we see the blood, and all the gore,
and what's left of our democracy
Swallowed by the shadows of so-called, "presidential authority"

Just how do you stop a war
That never should have come?
We broke it bad, now needs fixing
Idea: Let's send Paul Wolfowitz out to BAGDAD, with a AK-47.

The UN never approved the war,
and them Bush just ignored.
Now we need an Arab Army
Yet them, Bush STILL ignores.

Iran and North Korea now both have new nukes
And again he screws up diplomacy
And soon Iran he'll try and shoot.

Our fifteen year olds will have to know
A Draft for them is Real.
Three years in the army, or instead in cities big
Service will stink big time, but this time all is fair.

Fri 09-Mar-07: Pop goes the Wolfowitz *

Pop goes the Wolfowitz *

Around and round the Washington wonks
The Wolfowitz did crawl
And said he once, and said to all
Iraq, we need her OIL.

For Sadaam Hussein is an Evil Guy
Just like a little weasel
And 'cause he needs to eventually fall
We might as well take his oil.

Now we can't get in there today
Because he hates our guts.
But since we want to play with his oil
Saadam he needs to fall.

Oh, we got the goods on Sadaam
OK, so we cooked the books.
Who cares that we cooked the evidence,
Sadaam, we wants his oil.

Now boss bush he said he wants that oil
And if Sadaam should happenen to fall
The world would not cry too much
Exxon she needs his oil.

So Wolfowitz searched for some WMD
And failed to find a-one.
But weasels figured out how to fudge them
And Bush he got his oil.

Now Wolfowitz forgot to plan
On how to end the war
He thought that once Saadam was gone again
That they'd give up all their oil.

But unlike most rats he forgot to plan,
An escape route to his nest.
And now the USA is stuck in here
As a totally unwelcome guest.

* Sing-able to the tune of "Pop Goes the weasel", like the weasel that he is!

Thu 08-Mar-07: A Phone tap

A Phone tap
A wrist slap, a phone tap
A red flag from the ref.
Time out for unfair play
Said the Ref to Alberto today.

You started with "un"torture
As the lawyer to the President of the USA.
You topped that by saying water's fine
If You were wanted by the CIA.

You went on by modifying the US Patriot Act
By slipping in a few quick last minute "facts".
No legislators were in on this bait and switch act
And now looks like you gonna get 'jacked.

Extraordinary rendition sounds just yucky
And is even worse if the CIA catches you.
You routed them across the world to break them
And even gave them a world view.

But Alberto, you forgot a few facts,
You no longer work for the President
You’re the chief law enforcer for the US of A.
Really looks like you're gonna get the AXE.

Looks like this spring will be the LAST one you see
From beautiful downtown Washington DC
For if the wind is true to what's coming
A twister 'be blowing you past the ole Mississippi.

Tue 06-Mar-07: Springtime

Springtime
The Ice is slowly thawing
Soon, insurgents will be out clawing.

Now our rifles aren't shooting,
Soon our hummers will be out rooting

Spring has sprung. Afghanistan's fine
Bagdad is peaceful, wait – that's some mighty strong wine!

Like our brothers in Bagdad, we're under-deployed here.
We haven’t the numbers nor even the commitment.

The President and his boys rushed us in then out here.
Without proper weapons, training, tools, or the like.

Now we try and try to rebuild the country here,
With all the bombs, with which we still need to deal

Politics must also be considered
'cause like Iraq, force alone, just won't do.

But at least the weather's not freezing
Or hot, like summer's icky stew.

Now, all we need to fear is the Taliban,
Whose fighters now go fighting in their turbans.

Maybe by this time next year, we'll be home, I pray
So family so precious, can again grow and play.

Sun 04-Mar-07: Presidential Knowledge

Presidential Knowledge

Presidential Knowledge, is it an oxymoron?
Could be, she opined at the bar,
As she asked for one more to pour on.

First nine-eleven, then the patriot act
Invading two countries, on made up pretensions
Leaving our country the laughing-house of all.

No WMD, no NUK-U-LEAR arms
Now Scooter's guilty of perjury
Leaving Dick Cheney a crying for alms.

Scooter fell on his sword very nice for his boss
Devoted he is, as well he should be.
Now Dick need to take his sword for HIS boss too

And Roberto, although Hispanic is he
Must resign now, before he is impeached
FBI, Patriot Acct, and 'un'torture he unleashed.

And yet our president seems ready to unleash a new war
'gainst Iran – Oh no, we've been here before.
Yet military strength is no more at the ready.

Former Secretary defense Donny and Vice President Dickey
Both Cronies, plotted and squandered our wealth
Our military to private contractors, they honored.

Leaving us with no cooks, no laundry,
No GI washed Pajamas
Just Halliburton, mercenaries, and lots of new bills.

Now the military 'cant shoot without their support aides
And billions and billions of US defense aid.
Goes Right into the coffers of Halliburton's Barhain based ExPats.

It's time for the Democrats to start cleaning our houses.
Starting with Dick, then George, and then the contractors.
And restore the cooks, and soldiers we now know we need.

Yes, pain we'll have for the next twenty years
As we re-start the draft to get all the manpower
That currently we subcontract and pay for.

When we redo the draft, we need to take good care of
Our new civilian army, and its dependents too
We'll need to have a spot for service to our country too.

A three year service corp, of army or city
Will help after High School, for all our young teens.
This time, Higher ed, will just have to wait though.

Till all our "Youte" have served for their country.
As soldiers, or teachers, or just fixing things.
And then will come back and enroll them to study.

And maybe then, this will help in the cities.
Poverty may be just chiseled away.
And our kids will have at least learned a trade.

Now Crime in the cities, and gangs in particular
Are one of the worst things we can do to our kids now
This program, I hope will help to re-educate them.

Now service is painful, yet can be rewarding
Starting in five years, would all eighteen year olds go
Into the army or city, till they hit twenty-one.

This five year period would grant us all some time
To adjust to this change, so significant
And this, in my closing, I wish you a farewell.

Our future will be brighter, our kids will be learning
Our Army fully staffed, and our cities, cleaner
And all will be forgiven between red and blue

Sat 24-Feb-07: Junior doesn’t Know

Sat 24-Feb-07: Junior doesn’t Know

Junior doesn’t know how
The way out of his paper bag.

Junior thinks he is king.
And 'Dickey' is is vizier.

Junior keeps his head in the sand.
He just doesn’t know that the song is done.

Junior doesn’t see the handwriting on the wall
The ink that says yankee go away, but leave our ball!

Balls, Barrels, scads of oil
All destined by oil man Bush for the house of Saud.

His oil war has disgraced our country
His legacy will linger past his hour.

Our children, drafted will be
Despite his claims to the contrary.

A lifetime in Bagdad will we remember
To clean up from his disdain.

Impeach Cheney now
Veep Pelosi may show us how.

Then Bush too, must walk the plank
As his legacy has already sank.

Wed 21-Feb-07: A Night in Bagdad

A Night in Bagdad

Evening comes. We're up, ready to rock.
Tonight, we roll, into the city, avoiding IED's.

Armor we don, praying we'll take it off ourselves, later.
The enemy we seek we call are called insurgents.

Our loved ones flash before our eyes and thoughts
Their love and hope to see them again, rule our mission.

Load up, check the HumVee's packing list
As we go to a place we'd rather miss.

Down the road so far from the base,
Take out the target, back, the rest to case.

Success tonight, no fire, no shots at all.
Meantime we live again, to chat, surf and call.

Sun 04-Feb-07: Men are PIGS

Some minor alterations

Pigs. Men BOYS are pigs.


But first, George Harrison/Beatles, 1968, White Album
(http: //web.mit.edu/scholvin/www/harrison/hbeatles.htm)
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Have you seen the little piggies
Crawling in the dirt
And for all those little piggies
Life is getting worse
Always having dirt to play around in.

Have you seen the bigger piggies
In their starched white shirts
You will find the bigger piggies
Stirring up the dirt
Always have clean shirts to play around in.

In their styes with all their backing
They don't care what goes on around
In their eyes there's something lacking
What they need's a damn good whacking.

Everywhere there's lots of piggies
Living piggy lives
You can see them out for dinner
With their piggy wives
Clutching forks and knives to eat their bacon.

End of George Harrison's Lyrics:
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I feel a poem ERUPTING!

... or is this really a SONG???

Remember this is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 2.5 License.

Men ARE PIGS.
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Have you seen the little piggies
Crawling in the dirt?
Boys and Teens are mostly piggies
scrunched up in their white bvd's.

Boys and teens are always dreaming
where can they put their dirt.
Boys keep trying, till they 'dying
Wanting it to work.

And for all those little piggies
Life is getting worse.
Always looking for a girl to score with.

Some little piggies are real bastards
Lying in their dirt.
These little piggies try to pressure
Girls to lift their shirts.
In their little lives to score a Home Run with.

Sometimes boys are just big assholes
stupid to the end.
Not even caring what they're doing
To a so called friend.

What they need's a damn good whacking.

Every Girl should tell her "boy"friend
Don't try and pressure me.
IF you like me, better hang here
And try and let me see.

I won't stand this piggie acting
From you I expected more.
You are piggish and that's vicious
You're nothing but a bore.

How dare you grope me, seeking action
Do you think that I'm just a whore?

Yes I liked you, now despise you
loathe's too nice a word.

I had hoped that you were different
Sad to know tis not true.
You will lie there in your pigsty
Thrashing like a bum.

Piggy boys live Piggy lives
Won't get far in life.

Get it through you piggy head now
Girls want more then sex.
Girls want caring, loving, funning
More to talk to you.

They don’t want to drop their pants now
Just to please your balls.

Tue 30-Jan-07 Troops

Troops

It's time we fix our army.
We have too few people for "KP"
We have no one driving,
Rather, we have corporate mercenaries

Why are there one hundred fifty thousand contractors in Iraq?
Is our army way too stupid?
Interesting. The previous few Secretary's of Defense have ALL
Managed to profit from this contractor army

It's time to expand the Draft
It's time to have Halliburton Stash the Ca$h.
Its time for fish for privates to fry

It's time to remove this corporate Graft
Its time to reclaim our integrity.
Its time to raise the salaries.
Its time to expand the Ar-my