(an exercise in sarcasm, for Mike Sutton)
maybe the world would be a better place
if we rocket our leaders out into space.
and let them ET's know, we don't need no probes!
just plenty of fun and bigger bath robes.
maybe we could save the world if we kicked the leaders' out.
with no one to lead, no one will follow.
isn't that what it's all about?
i'm tired of wars, and killing and such.
in the name of God, it's really too much!
so let's dump the leaders and start over again.
we don't really like them, so why pretend?
i'm so sick and tired of how they screw up.
if you offered me a dozen, they aren't worth a....
cup!
5-4-08
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