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The Binch
>
> 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!
>
> ===============================================
>
> "Great spirits have always encountered violent
> opposition from mediocre minds." -Albert Einstein
M56M
The Binch
>
> 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!
>
> ===============================================
>
> "Great spirits have always encountered violent
> opposition from mediocre minds." -Albert Einstein
M56M
