And now, a little musical interlude…

Indulge me, folks…I feel a song comin’ on.

To the tune of “Singin’ in the Rain”:

He’s sinkin’ down the drain,

Just sinkin’ down the drain!

How dreadful for Dubya,

He’s muffed it again!

Too little, too late–

See, that’s how you rate

When you leave poor folks to a mis’rable fate!

Let the stormy clouds chase

All the rich from the place–

You’ve still got the poor, and they’ll be your disgrace!

How many have drowned?

They’ve not yet been found!

There’s still lots of water all over the ground.

Yes, life’s such a pain

Full of wind, storms and rain…

When you’re sinkin’, just sinkin’

Down the drain!

Don’t applaud, just throw money at the victims. Please.

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