(A preventive-war anthem sung to the tune of “Trees,” by Joyce Kilmer, with piano accompaniment)
We think that God has never made
A country we should not invade.
Some evil tyrants go unchecked,
And bombing them gets us respect.
The more small countries we destroy
The more respect we can enjoy.
And rulers who may seem OK?
It’s smart to bomb them anyway,
So others fear us like The Hun.
That Vietnam disease is done.
Our country had it wrong before:
There’s nothing better than a war.