by Dan East » Sep 22, 2001 @ 12:34am
[fixed]Every U down in Uville liked U.S. a lot,<br>But the Binch, who lived Far East of Uville, did not.<br>The Binch hated U.S.! The whole U.S. way!<br>Now don't ask me why, for nobody can say,<br>It could be his turban was screwed on too tight.<br>Or the sun from the desert had beaten too bright<br>But I think that the most likely reason of all<br>May have been that his heart was two sizes too small.<br><br>But, whatever the reason, his heart or his turban,<br>He stood facing Uville, the part that was urban.<br>"They're doing their business," he snarled from his perch.<br>"They're raising their families! They're going to church!<br>They're leading the world, and their empire is thriving,<br>I MUST keep the S's and U's from surviving!"<br><br>Tomorrow, he knew, all the U's and the S's,<br>Would put on their pants and their shirts and their dresses,<br>They'd go to their offices, playgrounds and schools,<br>And abide by their U and S values and rules.<br>And then they'd do something he liked least of all,<br>Every U down in Uville, the tall and the small,<br>Would stand all united, each U and each S,<br>And they'd sing Uville's anthem, "God bless us! God bless!"<br><br>All around their Twin Towers of Uville, they'd stand,<br>And their voices would drown every sound in the land.<br>"I must stop that singing," Binch said with a smirk,<br>And he had an idea- an idea that might work!<br><br>The Binch stole some U airplanes in U morning hours,<br>And crashed them right into the Uville Twin Towers.<br>"They'll wake to disaster!" he snickered, so sour,<br>"And how can they sing when they can't find a tower?"<br><br>The Binch cocked his ear as they woke from their sleeping,<br>All set to enjoy their U-wailing and weeping,<br>Instead he heard something that started quite low,<br>And it built up quite slow, but it started to grow-<br>And the Binch heard the most unpredictable thing...<br>And he couldn't believe it- they started to sing!<br><br>He stared down at Uville, not trusting his eyes,<br>What he saw was a shocking, disgusting surprise!<br>Every U down in Uville, the tall and the small,<br>Was singing! Without any towers at all!<br>He HADN'T stopped Uville from singing! It sung!<br>For down deep in the hearts of the old and the young,<br>Those Twin Towers were standing, called Hope and called Pride,<br>And you can't smash the towers we hold deep inside.<br>So we circle the sites where our heroes did fall,<br>With a hand in each hand of the tall and the small,<br>And we mourn for our losses while knowing we'll cope,<br>For we still have inside that U-Pride and U-Hope.<br><br>For America means a bit more than tall towers,<br>It means more than wealth or political powers,<br>It's more than our enemies ever could guess,<br>So may God bless America! Bless us! God bless!<br><br>Gaylen R. Bourland<br>Music Editor, Lillenas Publishing Co.<br>PO Box 419527<br>Kansas City, MO 64141<br>PH. 816.931.1900 X310<br>FAX 816.412.8390<br>CELL 913.515.3645[/fixed]<br><br>Dan East
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