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Full moons!
Bush in this world stands alone.
His right wing dreams fall apart.
He has no mind of his own.

Full moons!
Bush knew what those butts were bared for,
He never could have prepared for.
In Europe, Bush is not cared for.

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Said Bush so sullen, as they jeered: "They abhor me.
The new race for arms just hasn't sold.
But my right wing base says they adore me."
And when he looked, full moons did he behold!

Full moons!
Bush still is wrong and alone.
His right wing dreams fall apart.
He has no mind of his own.