A little dated, perhaps – but worth a run, I think – especially since the poet was an old classmate of mine!
At first I was just a little Bush
And much involved in things hush-hush
I knew a guy, A Panaman
Who smuggled drugs to Uncle Sam
Arising from this precedent
I soon became the President
My hallowed words held mighty sway
I got to put old pals away
Ruhollah liked US not a bit
And treated US like so much s**t
Saddam, he seemed a godsend, when
He started shooting Persian men.
With him we soon threw in our lot
Armed to the teeth, they all got shot
But then he threatened TEXACO
So long, old buddy. It’s time to go.
We’ll play a round of Gulf today
And make some other sucker pay
Oil exploitation is our cue
For oil, there’s nothing we won’t do!
We’re such a daring scary crew
We’ll have our cake and eat yours too.
So when we’ve sent Saddam to hell
And all those mighty mullahs fell.
Perhaps you think I talk too much?
But see? My name it’s George W Bush!