Warbucks Poem by Andrew Daglish

Those greedy politicians, so many fingers in pies.
Get their free meal tickets, peddling second rate lies.
Peoples trust is earned and it can not be bought,
Their morals dropped long before they were caught.
War equals money, that's the political math.
Weapons of mass destruction, you’re up the wrong path.
Iraq’s just a pawn to be sacrificed for hunger,
For the suits and the ties and Bush the war monger.
So when you’re tucked up in bed feeling ever so smug,
Let’s hope you never get your hands on that stuff that goes glug,
Because everybody knows it's for that Texas tea,
For if the country had none, you would have let them be.