THE BASTARD BUSH

First of all,sorry I've neglected my efforts to save The World over the past few months.What with the World Cup-the Australian football season and pretty girls waving pom-poms--I've kind of forgotten about The World.
I'm not much for swearing,I'll sometimes swear in a joke,but as a rule not in general language.If I should hit my finger when banging in a nail with a hammer I might let one go-----or if I really hate something,and want people to know just how much I hate it,I'll use one to let them know exactly what I mean.This is the reason I believe such words were invented,not as young people seem to think something to join two other words together.
I hate whats going on at the moment,and what really got my goat up this week was George W Bush using his power of veto to stop funds helping with stem cell research---he doesn't want to kill emryos,he sees it as murder.He won't use early life cells to advance help in so many illness's on this planet--but he'll authorise others, or turn a head while born children are blown to pieces by his bombs or other peoples.George Bush you are a bastard of the highest degree--and a hypocrite.

THE BASTARD BUSH

NEVER,IN ALL MY YEARS
(AND I SAY THIS WITH SOME DISGRACE)
HAVE I HAD THE URGE,TO MEET A MAN
AND SPIT,INTO HIS FACE.
HOW YOU STAND THERE,WITH YOUR STUPID LOOK,
THAT SMIRK,AND KNOW ALL SMILE.
NEVER HAS A MAN WALKED THIS EARTH
SO TWO FACED,CRUEL AND VILE.
YOU,ARE A BASTARD GEORGE W BUSH,
AND A HYPOCRITE AS WELL
NO OTHER MAN THAT STOOD THIS LAND
DESERVED MORE,TO END IN HELL.

IT SEEMS OK TO BLOW UP KIDS,
WITH MORTAR AND ROCKET SHELLS,
YET,YOU CALL IT MURDER RESEARCH
USING EARLY LIFE STEM CELLS.
YOU'RE NOT FOR THE MEN THAT SHAKE,
OR WOMEN WHO FORGET,
POOR SOULS DYING FROM CANCER,
WHO YOU COULD HELP,BUT YET
YOU HIDE BEHIND YOUR JESUS,
AND STAND BESIDE YOUR GOD,
THOUGH DESERT SO MANY PEOPLE
YOU EVIL VICIOUS SOD.

AND YOU TALK OF STEM CELL MURDER,
HOW YOU'D LIKE TO HELP THE ILL,
BUT YOU CAN'T WITHIN YOUR CONCIENCE
ANOTHER EMBRYO KILL.
I'VE SEEN IRAQ,AFGHANISTAN
NOW ISREAL AND THE LEBANON.
I'VE SEEN THE FRIGHTENED PEOPLE
AND A THOUSAND KILLED BY BOMBS.
I SEE CHILDREN MISSING ARMS AND LEGS,
A FATHER CARRYING DEAD.
I SEE MOTHERS NURSING BABIES
WITH BULLETS IN THEIR HEAD.

I KNOW,WE'RE JUST THE COMMON FOLK,
THAT DOESN'T HAVE A CLUE.
WE,ORDINARY PEOPLE
THAT DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO.
YOU SAY "I DON'T BELIEVE IN KILLING LIFE"
"SHUT UP" WE'VE HEARD ALL THAT BEFORE
AND THEN YOU STAND,OR LEND A HAND
IN ANOTHER BLOODY WAR.
BUT,YOUR DAY WILL COME,MR BUSH
YOUR DEATH WILL COME,ITS TRUE
AND WHEN YOU'RE REACHING OUT FOR HELP,
LISTEN MATE--------"FUCK YOU."

GOOD EVENING FROM CANBERRA STADIUM

MAD TONE AKA "THE PARRAMATTA POET" ON THE PARRAMATTA FORUM,HAS BECOME A LEGEND IN HIS OWN LUNCHTIME--(IF YOU ARE SAD ENOUGH TO HAVE A LOOK DO A SEARCH parraeels AND GO TO THE FORUM.)ANYWAY,I'VE TAKEN TO PUTTING ALL MY COMMENTS AND ITEMS IN VERSE AND THEY SEEM TO LIKE IT.I THINK I MIGHT HAVE TO START A NEW BLOG FOR SPORTING TYPE POEMS--I'D STARTED THIS ONE IN AN EFFORT TO SAVE THE WORLD--BUT OF LATE THEY ALL SEEM TO BE ON SPORT.THAT MAY BE FOR THE FUTURE,ANYWAY THIS IS MY REPORT ON THE PARRAMATTA GAME THAT ENDED AN HOUR AGO PARRAMATTA V CANBERRA 1/7/06

GOOD EVENING,PARRAMATTA FANS,
FROM CANBERRA STADIUM,SATURDAY NIGHT,
TO WATCH OUR MIGHTY PARRA EELS
AGAINST THE RAIDERS FIGHT.
THE USUAL A.C.T WEATHER FOLKS,
AND I WANT YOU ALL TO KNOW IT
I'M FREEZIN ME BLEEDIN NUTS OFF,
POOR PARRAMATTA POET!

OUR LADS,WERE REALLY PUTTING IN,
WHEN EARLY IN THE GAME.
A GOOD LONG PASS FROM TIMMY SMITH
AND IN WENT JARRYD HAYNE.
CONVERSION BRETT DELANEY,
FOUR MINUTES ON,JOHNNY MORRIS DOES THE SAME,
BALL WIDE OUT,TO THE WING,
OUR JARRYD'S IN AGAIN.

WITH GOOD DEFENCE,WE KEPT THEM OUT,
AND.HALFTIME IS LOOMING NEAR,
RIGHT ON THE SIREN,WE LET ONE IN.
TEN-SIX,AND TIME FOR BEER.
AHEAD AT THE BREAK ONCE AGAIN,
WE'VE BEEN DOING IT ALL SEASON
BUT,WE'LL KONK OUT,UNFIT AND FAT
THAT SEEMS TO BE THE REASON.

SECOND HALF JUST STARTED,
BARELY TIME TO TAKE MY SEAT,
WHEN TIM,SLIPS IT TO MORRISSON
WITH JUST THE BACKS TO BEAT.
A TWIST,A TURN,A SHIMMY
AND HEAPS OF STRENGTH AND MIGHT,
HE PUTS OUR TEAM FURTHER AHEAD,
COULD THIS BE OUR NIGHT?

WE COULD HAVE SEWN IT UP FROM THERE,
WITH TWO MORE TRIES,WE SURE WOULD
BUT THAT SILLY BLOOMIN POMMIE REF,
RULED THE PASSES FORWARD.
AND,THE RAIDERS GOT ANOTHER ONE,
THAT ADDED TO THE PAIN
THEY'LL ONLY NEED TO GET ONE MORE,
OH WELL,HERE WE GO AGAIN.

BUT,WE DIDN'T,WE HUNG IN THERE
WITH DETERMINATION,RARELY SEEN,
AND PARRA,WERE THE VICTORS,
TWELVE POINTS TO EIGHTEEN.
SO FOLKS,THATS ALL FROM CANBERRA,
THE TEAM WE FINALLY BEAT.
SIGNING OFF "PARRAMATTA POET,
ARSE FROZEN,TO THE SEAT."