Cheney

With apologies to the late, great Warren Zevon… to the tune of “Roland”

Dick Cheney was a hunter in the land of the Favorite Son
With a shotgun at the ready, shooting to be done
The deal was made in DC, Cheney wanted to get away
So he headed down to Texas to shoot some birds that day

Through morning, noon, and after, they searched and sought the quail
With their fingers on their triggers, on down the trail
Through hills and dales they followed the sound of little wings
To shoot the rising coveys, and maybe other things

Cheney the fearless hunter….
Cheney the fearless hunter…

His comrades walked beside him, the lawyer and the rest
But of all the fearless hunters, Cheney was the best
So when the quail flew skyward, the VP spun around
But instead of feathers flying, the lawyer hit the ground

Cheney the fearless lawyer hunter
DC’s bravest son
You can still hear the lawyer screaming, lying in the grass
From the mighty blast of Cheney’s Italian gun
From the mighty blast of Cheney’s Italian gun

Cheney searched the country for the one who broke the news
But the press already had it, too good to refuse
They soon had all the details of plans so carefully made
Though no one thought to check it, his permit wasn’t paid

Cheney the fearless lawyer hunter
Cheney the fearless lawyer hunter
Cheney the fearless lawyer hunter, talkin’ about the man
Cheney the fearless lawyer hunter

The eternal lawyer hunter,
still stalking through DC
He thinks about Fitzgerald, he thinks about Libby
He wants to take them with him, the next time on the hunt
If Scooter L hears the quail
He’d better hope that Dick can’t find him

February 14, 2006 В· Harry В· 2 Comments
Posted in: Politics

2 Responses

  1. idgie - February 15, 2006

    *snort* Coffee out the nose. Laughing too hard.

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  2. Jaded Thea - February 15, 2006

    This is what the boys in Eye-rak call “friendly fire”. I guess he missed the “gun safety” class during Basic Training. Oh, I guess he missed that too. Hmmm. I don’t know what I think about that guy.