Better not cross the Dick$ter!
Aimin' fer ya mister!
No releasin' Cheney and Abramoff pitchers!
Gunnin' fer ya with his double-barrel strictures?
Be quiet 'bout that undisclosed location!
Absolutely no questions 'bout Halliburton Corporation!
Nary a word 'bout his weapons of mass destruction!
Goin' to make ya a lead introduction?
Hell bent fer quail!
Except the Dick$ter's eyesight has begun to fail?
South Texas attorney
Harry almost went on his last journey!
Obviously the Dick$ter was a little nervious!
Tried too hard to do a Texas public service?
He ain't no Brokeback Mountain cowboy!
If' ya annoy -
Make ready fer yer own funeral to soon enjoy?
Doin' those fancy trick shots
Only gives his'n huntin' buddies stomach knots!
Will the Dick$ter think it's a personal slight?
Now he's the lead story on the Smoking Gun website?
With special thanks to Cher.
Hubert Wilson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/deadeye-dick-ter/
