When all's said and done
He got out of Viet Nam
And whipped McGovern.
In San Clemente,
Always on the Comeback Trail,
Flourescent static.We never knew you;
You bombed Hanoi for me -
Now you're earthworm food.You always played hardball
Chuck Colson met his Maker
While you walked scott freeSir Walter Raliegh
Coat in the mud under foot
Tricia in the dipOn the street corner
G Gordon Liddy hung out
Waiting for GodotDemos blew it big
They needed a scapegoat fast
Plumbers sprung a leakYesterday was blue
Your victory signs flashed back
Grace and Abbie leftWas Ford a setup?
A thousand pardons, dear sir.
Flag flies at half mast.
Copyright 1996 Miles O'Neal, Austin, TX. All rights reserved.