Oh why not? . . . mine!!! . . . ;-)
Up to the plate steps
Our President, altho', already
carrying more than his share.
"The buck stops here," says he,
I'll shoulder this heavy load,
God has not given me,
more than I can bare,
Please give me your load
I'll can carry it, I swear!
God Bless you President Bush
and may the good Lord lighten your load.
rim 9/17/05
Good night Miss Feather and Fellow Larites . . . see you tomorrow.