Poetry: Hunting With Dick by Dick Cheney


I hunt with a gun,
Just for fun,
I point it at the little birdie,
And everybody runs.

I don’t know why,
Maybe it’s because I shot a guy.

I hunt with a gun,
While drinking some rum,
I always invite the President,
But he never wants to come.

I don’t know why,
Maybe it’s because I shot a guy.

Everyone has on their orange vest,
And I see birds chirping in their nest,
I let the bullets fly,
And then some guy is grabbing his chest.

I don’t know why,
Maybe it’s because I shot the guy.

It’s a crisis all of a sudden,
And I’m told to look sullen,
But it’ll get worse.
When the press talks to McClellan,

I don’t know why,
Maybe it’s because I shot a guy.

It’s going to be a bad day,
I’ll have nothing to say,
I’ll even fewer friends now,
But they'll love me at the NRA.

Cuz they don’t care why,
I shot that guy.
And neither do I.






 

8 Responses to Poetry: Hunting With Dick by Dick Cheney

  1. Anonymous Says:
    LOL great pics!! I think John Stewarts reinactment using Nintendo's Duck Hunt was the best!

    The poor victim had a heart attack today. He'll be in my prayers.
  2. Dan-E Says:
    dude, this is hilarious! did you write everything yourself? it's great.
  3. James Manning Says:
    Dan, I did write it. I got the picture just surfing the net. The Internet is a beautiful thing.
  4. Dionne Says:
    Okay, some of this was funny but for the most part I just think you need help :-).
  5. Rivka Says:
    That is great! I loved the pictures!! ha!
  6. KneeDeep Says:
    to funny and lm loving it, but the poor man may die.
    KD
  7. Shavonne Says:
    This is great!
  8. James Manning Says:
    Neo, I think this issue is already dead. It was fun while it lasted. I'm glad the guy is ok.