George Bush is not a cowboy, no sirree, <br />he's never owned a horse or roped a steer; <br />I hear his Northern schooling came for free; <br />his down home twang’s a counterfeit. It’s clear <br />he needs to learn a lessen. Lets revolt <br />and ship him to a campsite Way Out West <br />to give his pampered, frat-boy soul a jolt <br />and grant the troops a long awaited rest. <br />No Saudi Sheiks will rush to ease his fears; <br />no maids will jump to soothe his prickly skin; <br />by sundown he'll be sopping wet with tears <br />and begging for survival tips from Bin. <br /> <br />Wake up, US, before you’re leveled flat - <br />your leader is a weak, deluded brat.<br /><br />Leeanndra O'Lear<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/011-george-bush-is-not-a-cowboy-sonnet/
