we’ve breached the Shiite inflexibility
that you so heartedly snubbed, posing
our own Congress nearly a century of
barfing and wheezing. disrupted just to
spite the Sunni recalcitrance, our fathers
fried eggs of vengeance on SUV hoods.
nothing tastes better than a little suff
rage after a few buttered toasters and
a swift ’cane over Pontchartrain. fear
not, a constitution is in the works. we’ve
seen it coming. the national legislature
forecasts more hoodlums. loot now,
ere the marred negotiations take an
uptick, get downsized or aftershocked.
