In the subway, I was a victim of a vicious, random assault.
Then I got the flu, lost my job, and my new car was stolen.
I'm not quite sure how he did it, but it's George Bush's fault!
*
I am Achmed. I live in a small village in a very small country.
No one's heard of it. You can spit from one side to the other.
Yesterday, my beloved kitty cat, Fatima, came home pregnant.
And I know this President Bush is to blame. Damn his mother!
*
Have you ever had hemmoroids? Oh, dear Lord, the agony!
No ointments or suppositories have helped my poor tush.
Besides, I'm kind of fat down south so I can't even reach it.
Wait! I know who did this to me! It's that evil George Bush!
*
(This is not a Bush-bashing poem. Just the opposite, actually. If you agree that Bush gets the blame for EVERYTHING that's wrong with the world, feel free to add a verse! Remember, the sillier the better. Send it to me in a message and I'll add it to the poem, but only if it's ridiculous enough. Of course, I'll put the author's name in parentheses below each entry. Go ahead! Have at! If it's goofy enough to be true, you may even get yourself on Bush's watch list!
)ADDITIONS FROM FRIENDS
I know George Bush is evil.
That's not just something that they say.
My son just joined the Army Reserve,
then told me that he's gay!
(Ocerus)
All my favourite TV shows have been cancelled here in Aus,
Replaced with garbage reality TV and other nonsense crap.
Apparently, there was a writer's strike but really it's because
Dubya sent troops to Afghanistan to blow Osama off the map!
(AusStar)
I tore a nail off my toe
Gots me some blood,
Don't you know
I fell and gots a bloody nose
With a big scab,
matches me toes
My cat gave birth to a dozen or more
I tried to pet one.
Now I'm sore
But, all of it I'm sure heck
is because of Georgie, Hillarie, Obamie.
Stretch All Politicians Necks!
(Chuck Johnson)
I met an American in a London theatre last week
And I kicked him in his overweight tush;
I told him he was a piece of slimy scum
And he can put the blame on brainless George Bush.
(Edna Sweetlove)

















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