Posted by Marie1 on October 10, 2001, at 8:09:40
In reply to A Poem for Everyone - Please Read, posted by Gracie2 on October 8, 2001, at 14:03:45
Gracie,
Personally, I liked the poem. Dr. Seuss was always a favorite of mine. I don't think he'd mind comparing Bin Laden to the Grinch.
Thanks for posting it.
Marie>
> Every U down in U-ville liked U.S. a lot-
> But the Binch, who lived far east of U-ville, did not.
> The Binch hated the U.S. The whole U.S. way!
> Now don't ask me why for nobody can say,
> It could be his turban was screwed on too tight.
> Or the sun from the desert had beaten too bright.
> But I think that the most likely reason of all-
> May have been that his heart was two sizes too small.
>
> But whatever the reason, his heart or his turban,
> He stood facing U-ville, the part that was urban.
> "They're doing their business!" he snarled from his perch.
> "They're raising their families! They're going to church! They're leading the world, and their empire is thriving.
> I MUST keep the S's and U's from surviving!"
>
> Tomorrow, he knew, all the U's and the S's,
> Would put on their pants and their shirts and their dresses,
> They'd go their offices, playgrounds and schools,
> And abide by their U and S values and rules.
>
> And then they'd do something he liked least of all.
> Every U down in U-ville, the tall and the small,
> Would stand all united, each U and each S,
> And they'd sing U-ville's anthem, "God bless us! God bless!"
> All around their Twin Towers of U-ville they'd stand,
> And their voices would drown every sound in the land.
>
> "I must stop that singing," Binch said with a smirk.
> And he had an idea - an idea that might work!
> The Binch stole some U airplanes in U morning hours,
> And crashed them right into the U-ville Twin Towers.
> "They'll wake to disaster!" he snickered, so sour,
> "And how can they sing when they can't find a tower?"
>
> And Binch cocked his ear as they woke from their sleeping,
> All set to enjoy their U-wailing and weeping,
> Instead he heard something that started quite low.
> And it built up quite slow, but it started to grow-
> And the Binch heard the most unpredictable thing...
> And he couldn't believe it - they started to sing!
>
> He stared down at U-ville, not trusting his eyes,
> What he saw was a shocking, disgusting surprise!
> Every U down in U-ville, the tall and the small,
> Was singing! Without any towers at all!
> He HADN'T stopped U-ville from singing! It sung!
> For deep down in the hearts of the old and the young,
> Those Twin Towers were standing, called Hope and called Pride.
> And you can't smash the towers we hold deep inside.
>
> So we circle the sites where our heroes did fall,
> With a hand in each hand of the tall and the small,
> And we mourn for our losses while knowing we'll cope,
> For we still have inside that U-pride and U-hope.
>
> For America means a bit more than tall towers,
> It means more than wealth or political powers,
> It's more than our enemies ever could guess,
> So may Gob bless America! Bless us! God bless!
>
> * * * * * * * * * * *
>
> When I recieved this poem it came without a title and credits for whomever wrote it; our gratitude to the unknown author.
> -Gracie
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