May 07, 2003

WMDs


  CAPTAIN ZAP ‘s
BLACK HAWKS 
   or meet
AMERICA’S OWN
  WMD SMASHERS

(uncle’s  stealth  pass 
         to everywhere)
   




  attention 
 all  you beauties 
out there in the goody 
two shoes 
auxiliary


 listen up  
uncle hedges is on a roll

 watch him close 
sure hes  stomping  on these
 WMD slingers 
   but gals 
thats just  shabby

 hells bells 
he should be
sending em flowers 
   
 
the shame
 should be unbareable
what  an ingrate 

 you’d think
from all this
puffing
uncle’s afraid of being 
  caught  cheating 

like a mister john 
coming 
 out of some  turnip whore’s boudoir 

ya uncles acting guilty 
and 
  trying a little pre pre emption
 on us old 
 wifely functions



before i lose you all 
with my stupid  parallels

i better make you
 think about this 



 HOW 
have  things gone down 
since 9/11

 

cant you see it 
can’t you see the play out here

all the sideshows are headed
to the   same place
at the  same time
 and on the  same station
 theyre all  greasing 
each others privates
 
 the terror tikes 
the cia
 and the Bushwagoneers

 one big mutual jerk fest 

too vivid 
IM sorry truly sorry
 
 IM old
IM  dead
 and
IM  fed up 
 
by the way 
could one of you nice ladies
 pass me that plate 
of  cucumber sandwiches
 

but still  I know it’s true 
 and whats a hell of a lot more
 if you ‘re  honest with yourself 
you know it too  

  hells jingles 
those   big fellas
 down in washington
  with a little care
 and proper feeding
  can take these 
terror strikes 
 and turn them into gold
    
 i saw that 
before the second tower 
hit the side walk

  i’ll go slow here  
but   gals
 try to  keep up

 number one 
right now  this world wide terror ring bizness
  has got to be  UNCLE HEDGE’S  best gimmick 
 since Stalin bought the farm


number two 
  the unvarnished facts demonstrate
 WMDs are plain and simple  
mana from MEPHISTO’S  heaven

IF i had him here right now
i’d grab his silly little chin beard 
and say

“come on
 fess up UNCLE
 admit it 
 you’d love to corner
 the market on WMDs”

 yes you would 
  the means 
 the extremes  
and the mania

 you’d like to corner it
 and use it on us like a 
two dollar hammer

 “come on admit it  right now 
while these peacible folks are listening
 admit it ”

 this WMD stuff
  is  working  for you 

  what  skies anywhere
over this green and glorious planet
  aren’t yours 

 what  borders can’t  your secret forces 
roll silently  across

by the way 
forget those 
silly predator drone  pip-squeaks
you got farting around 
 over head everywhere 

 thats four eye stuff
got to have a hero thing here
dark heros 

sheebang 

 after you spread  enough shrewdly
deployed
 WMD magic 
face up 
there’s not 
a sovereign  country 
out there
 you couldn’t   violate
 like a dutch porter

hell oh great one

your boys could
drop in  and out of
  those peehole countries
  like their flying  
JESUS’s  own  chariot
 
“ come on admit it
 big daddy 
let o these droop eared voters
 in on the action here

with WMDs
 playing fullback  

  you name it
 UNCLE  

 and  you got it 

JUST SLIP’M 
 a little
 WMD
PROBABLE CAUSE 
 
and any spot 
on  this planet 
  is  your next  oyster bar ”


Posted by pinky at May 7, 2003 06:37 PM

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