I'm a Patriot and You're Not

(Think "The Yankee Doodle Boy" music and lyrics by George M. Cohan)

I'm a Patriot and you’re not,
A Patriot will do or die;
No matter what they say, it’s always right.
I can’t believe they would lie!
I put my blinders on and follow
Like a lemming to the sea.
If you wear your flag pin proudly,
never think or question,
You’ll be a Patriot like me.

I'm a Patriot and you’re not,
I see those weapons up ahead.
They told me they were there, so I believe.
How dare you say we’re misled?
The Prez wants only to protect us.
I will follow faithfully.
If, with hand on heart, you sing—
(in English, not in Spanish!)
You’ll be a Patriot like me.

From the original stage musical Once Upon a Time: Fairy Tales with a Grown-Up Twist, copyright 2006

Deception and Lies (A Tragic Tale in Limerick Form)

A neocon think tank called P-NAC
Smokin’ stogies and sippin’ on cognac.
Laid out their fixation,
with world domination,
and said, “we’ll need bases in I-raq.”

They waited with much agitation
For pretense of justification.
Eleven September—That day we remember—
They used for their own exploitation.

(Refrain)
Lies, lies, deception and lies!
The Bushies keep pushing their vile enterprise.
The longer we dwell in a state so Orwellian
The closer democracy comes to demise.

“The terrorists,” it was made plain—
as Dubya and Dickie explain—
“were led by Bin Laden.”
But while still jihadin’
Bin Laden morped into Hussein.

(Refrain)
Lies, lies, deception and lies!
The Bushies keep pushing their vile enterprise.
The longer we dwell in a state so Orwellian
The closer democracy comes to demise.

“Sadaam is an imminent threat;
he’s got nuk-u-ler weapons, I’d bet.
Though some may dislike
Pre-emptive Strike.
Such doubt we could live to regret!”

And so we began a new era;
Dubya called it “The Great War on Terra.”
With Shock and with Awe,
We savored it all.
Watching CNN, drinking Madeira.

(Refrain)
Lies, lies, deception and lies!
The Bushies keep pushing their vile enterprise.
The longer we dwell in a state so Orwellian
The closer democracy comes to demise.

“The fighting will soon be completed.
As heroes we’re sure to be treated.
They’ll forget all the mortars.
Democratic importers!—
as Lib’rators we will be greeted!”

(Refrain)
Lies, lies, deception and lies!
The Bushies keep pushing their vile enterprise.
The longer we dwell in a state so Orwellian
The closer democracy comes to demise.

“Mission Accomplished” it read,
The banner that hung overhead.
O’er the crowd Dubya glanced,
In his costume he pranced.
“The battle is over,” he said.

IEDs, though, just kept on exploding.
For our soldiers a sense of foreboding.
From safe on his lawn
Dubya said, “Bring ‘Em On!”
And, alas, they just kept on reloading.

(Refrain)
Lies, lies, deception and lies!
The Bushies keep pushing their vile enterprise.
The longer we dwell in a state so Orwellian
The closer democracy comes to demise.

Now five years have passed since that day
On the Lincoln that evening in May.
While I hate to sound crass,
“Accomplished” my ass!
Start bringing our troops home today!

(Refrain)
Lies, lies, deception and lies!
The Bushies keep pushing their vile enterprise.
The longer we dwell in a state so Orwellian
The closer democracy comes to demise.

With their spying and lying and fable,
and torture—whatever the label,
It's become very clear,
Ms. Pelosi, my dear:
Impeachment should be ON THE TABLE!

Their “high crimes” and “treason” aren’t vague.
Their contempt for the law is a plague.
For the good of the nation
they need a vacation,
Let’s finance a trip to The Hague!

(Refrain)
Lies, lies, deception and lies!
The Bushies keep pushing their vile enterprise.
The longer we dwell in a state so Orwellian
The closer democracy comes to demise.

Copyright 2008