- Home Blisters on My Eardrums  
By: Hubert Wilson

Got blisters on my eardrums
From hearing George W and his lying bums!
Lies by the flaming yard!
My poor ears are getting charred!
Soon a victim of combustion spontaneous
With so many scorching lies simultaneous?
Everything is a blazing mess!
The whole country in such distress!
Waist deep in that torrid Iraqi War!
Just more treasure and blood George W does pour!
War on Terror -
Now just a crashing War of Error!
With our old allies -
America they now despise!
All the domestic spying -
Must have George W's ears burning with all the lying!
Rising Medicare cost -
Have seniors suffering a glaring loss!
Congress has been bought -
But too fervid few have been caught!
Nearly a decade with no increase in the minimum wage -
Annual Congressional pay increase only creates sizzling rage!
Mountains of national debt -
Is becoming a simmering threat!
So many searingly distressed -
Will America be repossessed?
As George W's lies become more severe -
How about sticking them in his evil ear - or rear?

About this poem:
Happy, Happy Birthday George W! Oh damn! Now I''m lying just like him!

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