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You sing it to the tune of "Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer."
Rumsfeld got run over by a Humvee, Visiting our troops out in Iraq. You can say the soldiers there all love him, But people with a clue know that that’s crap.
He’s the Defense Secretary, Who doesn’t do his job that well. He sent soldiers off to Iraq, Ill-equipped, and now they’re dying in that hell.
Then old Rummy flew to Baghdad, To give a speech and visit. But he found out that the soldiers, Were all getting sick and tired of his shit.
Rumsfeld got run over by a Humvee, Visiting our troops out in Iraq. You can say the soldiers there all love him, But people with a clue know that that’s crap.
So the troops asked him tough questions, Like, “Why haven’t I been paid?” “Where’s the armor for our Humvees?” “Why do you get to go home while we must stay?”
Then the pundits started screaming, That those soldiers were just plants. Embedded reporters made them, Ask the questions that made Rummy look so bad.
Rumsfeld got run over by a Humvee, Visiting our troops out in Iraq. You can say the soldiers there all love him, But people with a clue know that that’s crap.
Just how many of these pundits, Ever have fought in a war? Maybe they should keep their mouths shut, ‘Cause they’re nothing but a bunch of sell-out whores.
Rumsfeld got run over by a Humvee, Visiting our troops out in Iraq. You can say the soldiers there all love him, But people with a clue know that that’s crap.
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