Terry writes: >Come and listen to a story 'bout a man named Fred >A poor engineer, barely kept his family fed >Then one day he was scraping off his shoes >And learned to turn crap into forty dollar crude.
and I join in... Well, the first thing ya know, old Fred's a millionaire Kin-folk said, "Fred, move away from there." Said Crawford Texas is the place y'oughta be, so they loaded up the truck, and moved to the lone prarie. Enron that is! Bushes, Binladins, and Bandars! Ol' Fred bought a pig farm. Lawdy it did stank Next door neighbor was Mr Bush, the President, The Bushes did object, but the people were amused, 'Cause ol' Fred's oil stank as badly as Bush's Crude. Oil that is! Iraq, Abu Graib, Patriot Act. Well now it's time to say goodbye to Fred and all his kin The Bushes had them killed, every last one of them. They were a threat to the national security, if by nation, you mean, The Bushes and the Saudis. King Faisal, that is! Set a spell, Take your shoes off! Attach these electrodes to your genitals...
