To write a sneaky letter,
I find that verse is better.
( No one looks too hard
The hand is ascribble, the heart is aflutter; as for the head, it remains in the gutter.
At what's in a greeting card.)
To my editor:
At Guantanamo, or so they say, we're using female flirts
To question terror suspects, wearing skimpy tops and skirts.
By pressing close against them, and
behaving just like sluts,
They want to spook the prisoners and
make them spill their guts.
This horrid, fiendish torture -- we
must expose it, if it's true!
So send me down to Cuba. I know
exactly what to do.