Buchanan hints he's leaving.
The GOP says, "Stay!"
They fear that he'd be draining
The wacko vote away.
Elizabeth Dole won't break the law.
McCain has scored no coke.
The thought of Hatch with smack or crack
Is palpably baroque.
It really would stick in the craw
To find that you had to withdraw
From such a big race
For not keeping pace
In a poll that was nothing but straw.
I think I'd rather not belong
At this point to the Falun Gong.
The exercises don't look easy,
And doing them might make me queasy
The single-payer system, it was said,
Has faults that go beyond the fact it's Red:
If any faceless bureaucrat decreed
That surgery the doctor says you need
(A Republican Sea Chantey)
If Webster Hubbell
Is out of trouble,
The end for Starr
Cannot be far.
We hope these guys
Live peaceful lives
With little fuss--
So Holbrooke says he's sorry, though for what is not quite clear.
And Helms now says that Dick will get the post.
An envoy must do many deeds to forge a bright career.
Completely confident, they know that--fair
And square, on issues--they'll defeat George Bush.
But still, where is that famous picture where
Could settlement and peace both come before
Young Bush finds a position on the war?