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THUMP THUMP STAYS THE COURSE 2



(Hat tip to C&L for the video.)

BUSH:
Well, listen, we've never been "stay the course". We have been, "We will complete the mission, we will do our job and help achieve the goal, but we're constantly adjusting the tactics"…

THUMP:
Come on, George!
What de hell ya thinkin?
You is de rock! De damned rock!
De sturdy `n pig-headed foot!
You Bush fo' God’s sake!
(Quite literally)
Without you dis country kaput!

If you ain’ been stay de course,
Den who de hell has been?
(Quite literally)
Dem flippety flop Democrat?
Shit! Dey all over de damn map,
Unlike you who been spot on
`n stayin' de course!

You ain’ no cut `n runner-
Shiiiiit! You de Enronner!
You de holy commander!
You don’ dance `n make nice,
Ain’ no cream in yo’ coffee,
No crap in yo’ rap!
(Quite literally)

No. George. You's all stay de course,
Amer’ca depend on you, ya ol’ chimp!
You de man! You de oily-hoed pimp!
(Quite literally)
Ya know how ta smoke out terrists,
And how ta grow `em, too! Gimme `n A-men!
Hell, George! We needs ya to de dead end!

You's de stayin' de courser man!
Bottom o' de nine empire umpire!
Golden boy! De kingdom comer! Shazam!
You de pale rider on de back o' liberty!
Hooo weee! You de Sheee-iiiite destiny!
You landlord o' de Goddamned world!
(Quite literally)




Copyright © 2006 mrp / thepoetryman

The ORIGIN Theatre


Stephanopolis Bush Stay the Course


THUMP THUMP THUMP part one



THE BAPTISM OF HASTE



Cheney: "It's going to be a battle that will last for a very long time. It is absolutely essential that we stay the course."

These words glow dimly, palely, slowly
Upon this; our sweltering sphere,
In their imposing haste
They scurry near
Our worship.

The words descend too easily upon us
Baptizing our sodden counterfeit,
Whose dark black throat warbles
Puffed in contempt;
Our warring.

Conflicted of their malignant meaning
We, the congregation, bow down
And return again to madness;
Our fixed arrogance,
Our waste.

The discourse of our grand reprisal
Has yet to find its untidy rest
Within the bellicose shores.
"Long way from over",
Its refrain.

Forebodingly we examine the hours
Of our vast encounter with death
And attend to the war cries
Of "stay the course"
Enduring lies.

O! Die away this your everlasting babble!
We’ve enough of your squalling!
It is not time to endure madness,
It is time to abscond,
Enter freedom!

These words glow dimly, palely, slowly
Upon this; our sweltering sphere,
In their imposing haste
They scurry near
Our worship.


Copyright © 2006 mrp


Cheney's enduring speech



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