'The Tragedy of King Richard the Cheney.' Act. V. Scene III.

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'The Tragedy of King Richard the Cheney.' Act. V. Scene III.
Tuesday, January 09, 2007

(With apologies to William Shakespeare, Christopher Marlowe, Francis Bacon, Ben Jonson, Sir Walter Raleigh or whoever else may have had a hand in the writing of "The Tragedy of King Richard the Third" in the first place.)

Rolling Rock Club, Ligonier, Jan. 8.

Enter Vice King Richard "Dick" Cheney and advisers -- the Duke of Defense, Robert M. Gates, and Lord Never Sorry, Bush Redux.

Cheney: Let's pitch our cabanas and guns here, even here on this happy hallowed hunting ground, east of Pittsburgh where pheasants and ducks are slow.

(Cheney inspects his shotgun. Lord Never Sorry Bush glances at the gun nervously. Cheney notices. His upper lip curls with delight.)

Cheney: Lord Never Sorry, why look you so sad? My aim is true these days.

(Lord Never Sorry smiles, but doesn't take his eyes from Vice King Cheney's shotgun.)

Bush: My heart is ten times lighter than my looks. In fact, I'm not missing any sleep at all. Got anybody's mail for me to read? And, do you mind pointing that somewhere else? ..cont'd


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