Yes George! There is a Santa Claus!
The troops want out.
But you want to pout.
With your nose in the air.
A great big snout.
The war in Iraq.
We know it is past.
We know it is past.
But you want to laugh.
You don't have to lie.
You should actually cry.
Yes George! There is a Santa Claus!
Many have died.
While many have cried.
It's time to pull out.
It's time to go home.
The end of the war.
The end of a sore nose.
So lower your great big snout.
Because it is definitely.
Seriously, time to get out..
End Of War-Poem-By Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 2006,2009..
ALL rights reserved..
Note-Poem was actually written on Dec 05,2006:
(Only 2-years before George left the White House) :
LoL! You should get a Rock 'N' Roll band...If you're going to move to Afghanistan...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If you want to see OSAMA...You have to ask OBAMA...