RummyDum, RummyDum, whaur hae ye been?
Ah've sat afore Congress, pretendin Ah'm clean!
RummyDum, RummyDum, what did ye there?
Ah read frae ma script an pretendit Ah care.

Trot, trot tae I-raq,
Tae rule wi force & greed.
Trot, trot, fire awa:
Mair folk deid!

A tisket, a tasket,
Another flag-draped casket
We tried tae find their WMD,
But on the way, we lost it...


(Sorry, maun stop screevin the noo, as Ah've jist exceedit ma RDIS (Recommended Daily Intake/Infliction o Sarcasm) an need tae gae balance this oot wi sumpit mair life-affirmin an pleasant. Think Ah'll gae check on ma trays o flooer stairts, an hae a guid craic wi the wee green-growies!)

--Cuilionn