> This is really well done.
>
>� > By far the best of Dr. Seuss rhetoric.
>� > As if he wrote it himself.
>� >
>� > Every U down in Uville liked U.S. a lot,
>� > But the Binch, who lived Far East of Uville, did
>� > not.
>� > The Binch hated 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 Uville, 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 to 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 Uville's anthem, "God bless us!
> God
>� > bless!"
>� > All around their Twin Towers of Uville, 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 Uville Twin
> Towers.
>� > "They'll wake to disaster!" he snickered, so
> sour,
>� > "And how can they sing when they can't find a
>� > tower?"
>� > The 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 down deep 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 God bless America! Bless us! God bless!
