Poem to Moonbats Everywhere.

Pam of Iraq War Today, who is also highlighted in the Web Reconnaissance for today just posted this wonderful poem she penned this morning. Seems that the moonbat that highlighted IWT in their post stoked her creative fires.

Have at 'em Pam, you warmonger you!

The Merry Moonbat

I met a Merry Moonbat

As I checked out at the store

(I was buying “soldier stuff”

as many times before)

That “Keebee shirt,” the moonbat said,

You’re one of those, I see

Well let me tell you how things are

You just pay heed to me:

That Iraq War is so unjust

We never should have gone

We’ll never win – we should just quit

It just goes on and on.

There’s nothing good we’re doing there

And it’s a civil war

And most Iraqis just don’t care –

They’re worse off than before!

Afghanistan, I get, I guess

That 9/11 thing

But what more good can our troops do

What benefit can they bring?

You milbloggers think you’re so bright

But you’re just spinning lies

The war’s for oil – cooked up by

Bush’s oil-buddy guys.”

“Are you done now?” I asked him then

“Do I get time to speak?”

“Well go ahead,” the Moonbat said

“You warmongering freak.”

I took a breath and raised my chin,

And looked him in the eye

“You Moonbats have it wrong, you know

And here’s exactly why:

What about Saddam’s crusade

To trample out the Kurds

What about the no-fly zone

The shooting at our Birds?

What about the schools we’ve built

The water and power plants

What about the lives we’ve saved –

Omitted from your rants

What about sweet freedom’s gift

And purple fingers raised

What about the right to vote

The same thing that you praised?

What about Al-Qaeda’s ranks

Who still conspire to kill

For islamofascist rhetoric

And mal-adjusted thrill?

What about this country’s right

To guard its liberty

It’s bought by military might

For folks like you and me

You all say you support the troops

But don’t support the war

Well how many of those heroes have

YOU given money for?

How many have you thanked today?

How many do you know?

How many have you written?

The tally is “none,” I know.

The War on Terror’s not a joke

It’s not a game or ploy

And Heroes’ hearts are just not yours

To use as your own toy.

Bad stories like at Abu Ghraib

Is all you ‘bats can see

But I post stories every day

Of Heroes o’er the sea

Who work, and die, and sacrifice

To serve their country proud

Maybe, just once, it would be nice

To hear “Thanks” just as loud

As you all spit out epithets

And spin your Leftie trash

Maybe try some gratitude

Instead of moonbat mash.”

It was clear there was no middle ground

For the Moonie-bat and me

And as the talking downward wound

He finally said, “I see –

“You milblog folks won’t get it.”

And, leaving, doffed his hat

“That logic thing, you always sing

–Now what’s the use of that?”

-- Pam, 6/16/06