Here in the land of apocalypse
godly George Bush licks his lips.
A pre-emptive strike
whenever he like’s
will reduce us all to blips.

Here in the land of pragmatica
George Bush could not make it graphicker
that World War III
will be here to see
and nothing could be tragicker.

Here in the land of Armageddon
I met a man who did not have his head on
He buried it in the sand
In a hole he dug with one hand
While the rest of him just went on and on.