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Fw: The Bench

  • Subject: Fw: The Bench
  • From: "robert stewart" <crusher4@wnclink.com>
  • Date: Fri, 21 Sep 2001 21:08:51 -0400


----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Julie Bernhardt" <jabernhardt42@home.com>
To: "robert stewart" <crusher4@wnclink.com>
Sent: Friday, September 21, 2001 8:31 PM
Subject: The Bench


> This was posted on the Hosta forum in the off topic section.
> 
> 
> The Binch 
> 
> By: Rob Suggs Date: September 13, 2001 
> 
> 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! 
> 
> 


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