got peace?

Commies are evil
even if they practice democracy
or democracy elects them.

So heed this patriot’s cookbook,
feed the opposition, oh, Patriots.
We are the saviors,
we are the good,
the soldiers of God.

Money’s no object for us
(it’s the subject, but that’s a different subject so don’t go there, I warn you, you dissident!)
arms around America, why not?
Give us your wretched,
give us your troubled
we’ll bury their troubles
or their future
(whichever
our missiles hit first)
and we’ll provide them with food
packets and band aids
raining from helicopters
and help them grow rebellion
to ease them out of oppressive peace
or if nothing grows in your wretched
third world nations then opium poppies
says your daddy of good.

Oh, we know this recipe, boy-o-boy,
we been cooking it since the cold war
when poor little you was caught between
us and them whatchammacallit?
Commies, that’s right.
That’s when your cows came home
with contraband in their hides,
‘cos you poor sons-of-bitches
were too close to them.

Hey, God put you there we didn’t,
but getting to them was easier
on your backs;
too bad you had spindly legs
from polio and the Commie piecemeal plan of mines.

Oh, what’s a few million dead heathens
in the fight against evil Commies?
We will sacrifice anything:
liberty, justice, our treasury, youth
but first you go
as our appointed soldier of God.

Your death will not be in vain
for US.