Hell-sent Mahdi's hellish army. . .
Dubya is completely barmy.
The Commander's had debraining:
He tells us all's swell while mortar rounds are raining.

Dubya's liking that Maliki;
The spelling should be "Mal! Icky!"
Dubya's got his doctor spinners
Who try to convince, this quagmire will have winners.

All his counselors, too, are insane.
Add to the loon crew: John McCain.
Dub's a head case; no one listens
To his Orwellian cant about changed missions.

It seems nothing could prepare us
For ineptness that now scares us:
Much more crooked and foolhardy
Than the Harding whores who ran the Grand Old Party.

Ape or gnome is Dubya; father
Took us home, 'cause he was smarter.
Had us leave this desert hellhole where
Rates and vipers lurk in their lairs.

Ape is gone in just months, then time to rejoice.
His mess must be cleaned up; no choice
For next prez but to slave. . .
Clean stables of the knave.

Feeble fathead, snarling, brain-dead.
House of White is now a shamed shed.
In nine months we can dismiss the
Evil spawn and do a D&C in D.C.

Every minute, he is failing.
Guy's a dimwit who needs jailing.
Post-'08 things will get better.
Barack, Hillary, McCain--none could be lesser.