Congratulations to the many who correctly guessed my undisclosed location. And a special congratulations to speedy Scott Baron of The Gamer's Nook, who shot me an email guessing Martha's Vineyard within seconds of my posting the challenge. And be sure to check out his terrific weblog about "life, politics, and gaming."
Regular postings here and on Dubya's Dayly Diary will resume after Labor Day weekend. However, Dubya's obsession with attacking Iraq inspired me to write another song parody.
Iraq, Iraq (To be sung to "New York, New York" from "On The Town" by Bernstein/Comden)
By Madeleine Begun Kane
Iraq, Iraq, I refuse to back down.
Most hawks say yup, but some others just frown.
Hussein belongs in a hole in the ground.
Iraq, Iraq, I refuse to back down.
The evil places to target are so many,
Or so my staffers say.
I promised Poppy I wouldn't miss on any,
Cause Saddam's got to pay.
Gonna bomb the whole town.
I'll vanquish that clown, I do pray.
Without delay!
Iraq, Iraq, it's an oil lovers place,
I'll give high-fives when I've conquered that space.
Big bucks are there to be taken posthaste.
Iraq, Iraq, it's an oil lovers place.
We'll sail the seas and we'll play a bit of poker,
Over war delays.
We'll stalk Hussein till the fight is really over,
And we can safely say,
The most fabulous sight
Is Iraq's Saddam done away,
Just like I say.
Iraq, Iraq, I refuse to back down.
Most hawks say yup, but some others just frown.
Hussein belongs in a hole in the ground.
Iraq, Iraq, I refuse to back down.
The evil axis will soundly be just flattened,
Cause there is hell to pay.
There's just one thing that I need to feel like Patton.
Got to go my own way,
Waging war is my fate.
Maybe seven...
Or eight.
Every fray
Just makes my day.
Iraq, Iraq, I refuse to back down.
Most hawks say yup, but some others just frown.
Hussein belongs in a hole in the ground.
Iraq, Iraq, I refuse to back down.
© 2002 Madeleine Begun Kane. All Rights Reserved.
