Now, that General McChrystal, he’s quite a pistol

Seems to have his ducks in a row

I think it’s a tragedy that we have no strategy

At least that’s what we hear from Big O

It appears all they’ve bought, after 9 months of thought

Is some tickets to Denmark and back

I had hoped that by now, someway or somehow

We’d be cutting Jihadists no slack

Or we’d pack up our stuff and leave in a huff

And show diplomatic precision

It gives me a fit when they’ll “look into it”

No, they won’t be, “rushed to a decision”

Now some time ago I’ll have you know

I was in a big fracas myself

What we did in the end was abandon our friends

Did they take that old plan off the shelf?

35  years ago at the end of the show

After having no plan I could see

We folded the tents and said “Adios Gents”

And came back from across the wide sea

It took ten years or more to wind down that war

Cause we jumped from one plan to another

In the end we had none so we just said “We’ve won”

And things went downhill then my brother

So pardon  my attitude I’m all out of gratitude

For bailouts and rainbows and change

Things ain’t going the way that I’d hoped for today

That’s my view from my home on the range

© 2009

Robert De Groff

Frustration!

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