The politically incorrect man

or

      There but for the grace of God go I

or

Maybe I do?

Let me sing a song of the non-green man

he drinks his beer from a metal can.

He drives his Porsche without regret

and he won’t pay his share of the national debt

The world may holler, the world may roar

in harm over bombs that were thrown at Mururoa

but he still enjoys his Château Mouton Rotschild

as if he were the President's grandson or godchild.

(Or maybe it’s only a Beaujoulais Nouveau

that helps to produce his weekly hangoveau?)

He spreads his waistline instead of slimmin'

and he still pats children and smiles at women

'cause he never learnt in a harassment seminar

how dangerous these days children and women are.

One of his girl friends wears animal furs

trying to look as if they were hers.

But before we get caught in despair and in distress

Let's get out an airbrush and spray his mistress.

Notes:   (1) I am of the deep conviction that with skilful pronunciation any two words can be made to rhyme.

            (2) Spraying ladies in fur coats is a favorite ecological pastime in Scandinavia (second only to burning down hot dog stands).

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