O Bosh, he is the ‘son-of-a-wimp’
Who wills to be so tough,
Now he wants three more wars,
In which he can unleash his boors,
And leave the ground so very rough
Wherever his bombers bomb and maim
And his ignorant arrogance makes its claim
To defeat all common sense.
Everyone now wants to know,
“How can we join this Axis of Evil?
Are only three allowed to be
Members of the club?
Or does it suffice to burn the Yankee
Flag, to be included;
And can only nations, or individuals too
Proudly join the throng?”
O Binny Lad, he really did
Prick a goof to madness,
How cleverly he provoked the Bully,
In this Absurd World Disorder.
Smart Bosh likes smart bombs
And smart wars too,
He loves to see an arse kicked
With all his nobility.
Now Bosh, when he heard New York was whacked
He quickly got out of there,
But sent his bombers and many men
To bomb the dust in Afghanistan!
Being so brave he wagged his finger
And threatened all the world,
“Agree with me, or you will die
As I have all the power!”
Various creeps and sycophantic poops
Agreed with him so strongly,
Such were Blair and Saudi Arabia,
Delighted to clap so wrongly!
After they had given Bosh a big taste
Of blood, it was hard to stop him,
Especially when his pal Sharon
Intensified his murder.
“Now let`s drop a bomb or two
On North Korea too!”
Thought Bosh, being so very clever,
And giving in to nothing, never,
As Britain is such a lovely ally
With earnest mask and shallow jogger
Blair, who tip-toes not too close
Behind his beloved Bosh.
And Thatcher too, she whirled her bag
And cried, ”Kill Saddam Hussein!”
And Mayor Guiliani was made a Knight
In glorious London Town!
Noone could see why Bosh did not
Want to bomb Colombia too,
Or Libya, Sri Lanka, or Timbuktu,
As there was much poverty, too.