Donald Rumsfeld is in search of the Poet-Latiat
A rhymer with a rope
The Kings Haiku pet.

Something must be done, to stop this crazy man,
he must be smokin' dope
we gotta stuff him in a can.

We must protect the Knower of a Thing
without him how will we cope?
I implore you Khandu King.

Do not give in to this man who lays a claim
if you do we have no hope
the Kingdom would go insane.

Yours very truely, Poetess-Lariat of Mississippi