
| The Taming of The Shrub
Author: bayshel-wass A play poking fun at the Bush Administration in my best Shakespearean style (complete with a spoof on the name).
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Parody/Drama - Chapters: 6 - Words: 2,931 - Reviews: 7 - Favs: 2 - Updated: 04-15-05 - Published: 10-30-04 - id: 1749643
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Cheni: Citizens of America, welcome today
To the coronation--err--inauguration of your president.
Shrub: Thank you all for voting for me
The margin of difference was great;
Here I deserve to be.
You voted on values for your good Christian king
And so now do I make some more promises today.
Those courts in our system are a thorn in our side
I'll get rid of them now, so that by their liberal activism I mustn't abide.
If the highest courts de-sanctify marriage
The constitution will carry that ruling away like a speeding horse and a carriage.
If the courts tell us to let an ill woman die
Then by God, we must interfere.
After all, isn't that why God put us here?
Citizen 4: President Shrub, I do beg to differ
How can you claim to follow God's plan
Yet force modern medicine to keep a woman alive?
Shrub: Silence, citizen! I know that of which I speak
God speaks to me, not you liberals who are weak!
Citizen 4: But Mister President, you say you want to create a 'culture of life'
Yet you do promote a world of strife.
Our soldiers are dying
Iraqis obliterated.
Yet here it is a crime
To end a life before it is known to begin.
You wish guns to be prominent
And support tobacco companies.
We cannot kill the insentient
But the lives of the sentient are snuffed out daily at your bidding.
Shrub: Silence! Silence, I do say.
Or else the police will take you away.
Citizen 4: You destroy our rights, one by one
We can't speak our minds
Without it offending someone.
But now that offense is a capital crime.
Be careful, Mister President.
I am your enemy and if you lock me away
You will not hear what I have to say.
And then can I sneak up on you in the darkness of night
To make all that's very wrong suddenly right.
Shrub: I will have no more of this;
You're ruining my coronation.
Police, remove him.
Let none have contact with him and remove his hands
That way he can carry out no vicious plans.
Citizens of
America, welcome today
To the
coronation--err--inauguration of your president.
Shrub: Thank you all
for voting for me
The margin of
difference was great;
Here I deserve to
be.
You voted on values
for your good Christian king
And so now do I
make some more promises today.
Those courts in our
system are a thorn in our side
I'll get rid of
them now, so that by their liberal activism I mustn't abide.
If the highest
courts de-sanctify marriage
The constitution
will carry that ruling away like a speeding horse and a carriage.
If the courts tell
us to let an ill woman die
Then by God, we
must interfere.
After all, isn't
that why God put us here?
Citizen 4: President
Shrub, I do beg to differ
How can you claim
to follow God's plan
Yet force modern
medicine to keep a woman alive?
Shrub: Silence,
citizen! I know that of which I speak
God speaks to me,
not you liberals who are weak!
Citizen 4: But
Mister President, you say you want to create a 'culture of life'
Yet you do promote
a world of strife.
Our soldiers are
dying
Iraqis obliterated.
Yet here it is a
crime
To end a life
before it is known to begin.
You wish guns to be
prominent
And support tobacco
companies.
We cannot kill the
insentient
But the lives of
the sentient are snuffed out daily at your bidding.
Shrub: Silence!
Silence, I do say.
Or else the police
will take you away.
Citizen 4: You
destroy our rights, one by one
We can't speak
our minds
Without it
offending someone.
But now that
offense is a capital crime.
Be careful, Mister
President.
I am your enemy and
if you lock me away
You will not hear
what I have to say.
And then can I
sneak up on you in the darkness of night
To make all that's
very wrong suddenly right.
Shrub: I will have
no more of this;
You're ruining my
coronation.
Police, remove him.
Let none have
contact with him and remove his hands
That
way he can carry out no vicious plans.
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