Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Mushie to Bush: A Scorned Lover's Lament


A tearful Musharraf shed his uniform today. I admit, I'm not much of a poet, but there is something so sad about the jilted lover aspect of this, I felt inspired to say it in verse. Consider it a follow-up to my Hi'Ya Mushie phone call post.


I Took it Off for You
A Scorned Lover's Lament

I took it off for you.
Now tell me what to do ...
When Benazir bites my ass,
And the Pashtoons give me sass,
While Waziristan waits in the wings,
And suiciders throw everything
At my pitifully reduced powers
Even now, in The Nuclear Hour.

What's a poor dictator to do?
I figured YOU'd have a clue,
Though it's true you're busy stalking
That nervy Iranian who's balking.

Oh, I'm feeling a little bare
Standing here in my underwear.
I took it off for you.
Now tell me what to do!!!

ps, send Condi my love and these slightly used black calfskin gestapo boots.


**** Now to get that bad taste out of your mouth, click HERE for the lovely Crystal Gayle: Don't It Make My Brown Eyes Blue ****

15 comments:

dada said...

Thanks d.k. for capturing the tender, more sensitive, moments of the pre-WWIII Mid-East.

This was touching indeed, and I will no doubt reflect on it as the nuclear warheads are exploding all about me as I pleadingly repeat the last line, "Now tell me what to do!!!"

enigma4ever said...

omg....DK you have missed your calling...you need to write Country Music...wow....poor Mushi....and oh how the tears flowed when he handed over his little bamboo whip to the next fellow...

Cartledge said...

Excellent.

D.K. Raed said...

Dada:
when nukes explode all around you, I doubt you'll have time to say much of anything. maybe a truncated FU ... as your bones turn into shadow. Hey! I think you need to see "Eve of Destruction" vid on my post below!

Enigma:
Country, huh? hmmm, me & Toby Keith? naaah, me & Willie or Waylon or Johnny, okaaay! Shoot, that lil bamboo whip was welded to his underarm, no wonder he cried as he pried it off.

D.K. Raed said...

Cartledge: maybe I have a future writing Aussie country songs, or campaign jingles or what-not. Anyone I've ever inflicted my verse on would probably chip in for a one-way ticket!

Cartledge said...

d.k. satirical verse is its own poetic form. A handy one too, as the structure is not especially rigid. But you might find the competition a bit tough in this part of the world :)

Gryphen said...

Nicely done D.K.!

I always enjoy when somebody takes the time to be creative.

Some bloggers just link to a news story and then make some barely literate responses and call that political commentary.

Oh wait that's me.

Anyhow great job.

D.K. Raed said...

Gryphen: your literate responses to the daily barrage of BS are the best part of any "news" story! Many times as I hear some news snip, I wonder WIGSAI (What Is Gryphen Saying About It).

Fran said...

It's hard to wax poetic about those two... but you pulled it off, or should I say Took it off?

Good & creepy at teh same time.

D.K. Raed said...

Fran: when in doubt, play it like a soap opera, I always say. hmmm, Days of our Dictator? The Guiding Blight? oh, wait, General General ?!?

Larry said...

Excellent, it sends chills down the spine.

D.K. Raed said...

Thanks, Larry, but it was creeping me out, so I just added a Crystal Gayle video to send a different kind of chill down your spine!

TomCat said...

Love it, DK! I agree with E4e. You have talent!

D.K. Raed said...

Tomcat, yes, a talent for making people cringe! Hey, bush already has saddam's gun in a special case, now I guess he can add pervie's uniform ... maybe fold it up neatly next to blair's balls.

No said...

A scorned lover's lament can be very, very painful...all saracasm aside.