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A fact so dread, he faintly said

November 17, 2006

Lewis Carroll’s Mad Gardener’s Song lends itself to almost endless variations on the following theme:

The Mad President’s Song

He thought he saw a missile threat
From which Star Wars would shade us.
He looked again and found it was
A strike plan of Al Qaeda’s.
“Clinton was paranoid,” he said.
“These clowns are small potatoes.”

He thought he saw a Pet Goat book
That he could read straight through.
He looked again and found it was
A plane that struck Tower Two.
“I’ll just sit tight until” he said,
“Dick tells me what to do.”

He thought he saw M. Atta link
Up to Iraq in Prague.
He looked again, and found it was
A puff of stovepipe fog.
“That makes no never mind,” he said,
“We still can demagogue.”

He thought he saw a mushroom cloud
That issued from Saddam.
He looked again, and found it was
A script by David Frum.
“Heck, let’s still go to war,” he said,
“To prove I am Da Bomb.”

He thought he saw a guitar chord
He could strum happily.
He looked again and found it was
New Orleans undersea.
“What are those corpses there?” he said,
“Just Democrats to me.”

Feel free to document any of the dozens of Dubya’s other well-known hallucinations in the same format.

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One comment

  1. He thought he saw Democracy
    Arising in Iraq.
    He looked again and found it was
    Don Rumsfeld smoking crack.
    ‘Midst cheers he cried, “We’ll stay the course!
    There’ll be no turning back!”



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