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Bush League

He wanted to be commissioner of baseball
but, like daddy, would be president.
Because words afflicted him with nuance,
9/11 was a clarion call for massive armament.

Though some cautioned restraint,
he’d identified a tricycle
on axles of evil leaving the gate.
First smite Saddam for daddy,
then corner Beloved Leader Kim Jong Il.

Now that Defense=Homeland Security,
The Defense Dept reverts
to its original nomenclature—no
euphemism now—The Department of
War (to last our lifetimes and subsume
any spending for the public weal).


[Here's my submission for Poets Against the War. Certain "found" elements in the poem were passed along from Bonnie ("SUVs=Axles of Evil") and Stephy (the baseball commissioner bit). Thanks. See you on Sunday, Feb 16 in the streets!]

posted by Paul at 10:41 AM