The UNSC regrets they are unable to lunch today, Madam
The UNSC regrets they are unable to lunch today,
They are sorry to be delayed,
But last evening down in Beekman Place from their principles strayed,
Madam,
The UNSC regrets they are unable to lunch today.
When they woke up and found, that their dream of power was gone,
Madam,
They ran to Saddam who had lead them so far astray,
And with a collective frown,
they drew a gun and shot Hussein down,
Madam,
The UNSC regrets they are unable to lunch today.
When New Yorkers came and dragged them from the building with glee,
Madam,
Their haven on the quay they were forced to flee,
And the moment before limo parking was denied,
They lifted up their sorry heads and cried,
Madam,
"The UNSC regrets...they are unable to lunch today."
Apologies to Cole Porter and Cab Calloway
Posted by feste at March 18, 2003 12:00 PMAre you good, or are you GOOD?
I love it!
Keep up the great poetry. :-)
you're prolly one of a handful who know who Monty Wooley was and might have heard him sing this little ditty. *G*
Posted by: feste at March 21, 2003 08:59 PM