four new years

Fears, fears and drastic fears,
Sea waves changing gears,
Stock exchange kissing bears;
And now Uncle Sam has four new years!

Welcome Bush, welcome in,
You've come through all the thick and thin!
For Tsunami victims you may not donate,
But you have funds and reason to celebrate!

You couldn't find any weapons,
You didn't find any mines;
But America is great
And God knows you've great designs!

The designs are big,
The designs are vast;
We know you'll make up
For the shortcomings of the past!

After four years America has learnt:
When Iraq is turned into hellish hell,
Iraqis should not be left unburnt;
'Coz we need no people, just oil-well!
Next time we'll murder them all,
As we want none to stand up and rebel!

We'll encourage India and Pak
For peaceful talks and in between,
We will supply them
With fighter jets like F-16!

We are America,
We are great;
We are the bandage,
We are the blade;
We are the fire,
And yes, we are the fire-brigade!!