“What’s not to love? Except EVERYTHING.”
A “Love” Poem for TSA
Where might they put a bomb?
Can we figure that?
Maybe in a hat
Maybe in their caged cat
Can we gut people who are fat?
Maybe insert something
In what they used when they sat?
No need to be careful where we pat
And to explore where they sat
Let’s train a mini-cam-ed rat!
This is how we keep people as alarmed
As about swine flu or Commies in Nam
Oh, where, oh where next
Might we grope for a bomb?
Is it on your balls
Up your twat?
Do you have WMD
Or just a hard on you’ve got?
Hey America
Maybe next we’ll all fly bare
And if you’re this “easy”
You’ll let TSA stick anything anywhere
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Ye Olde Scribe
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Drawing of suspected pat down/patent pending TSA probe device, courtesy BBC and KNS. Or is it the new TSA logo?
Couldn’t they just use drug/bomb sniffing dogs? I’d rather have a dogs snout in my bum than some TSA guy/gal feeling me up, or laughing at my full body scan. This whole thing is a ridiculous waste of money/time.
Of course if they did use dogs they would use aggressive animals trained to look like they would tear you apart if you sneezed.
It’s all about intimidation.
Exactly.
And about stretching the limits of what they can do. And about shredding a Constitution those who lord over us have always found inconvenient: especially the current Supreme Court.