The White House Shooting (Feb. 7, 2001) A man was brandishing a firearm             Near the White House lawn one day: "I came to support the President             And the glorious NRA!" Security approached him rapidly,             This fellow from the Midwest, But his railings confused their southern ears             And put them to the test. Bemused the secret serviceman said:             "He makes no sense to me, And just to shut him up for a while,             I'll shoot him in the knee." A "White House Shooting", the headlines blazed             In sensationalistic vein, They'd nothing better to write about             Except the wind and rain. Meanwhile the President, we are told,             Was pumping in the gym. It must have been to exorcize             The legion fiends within. [1] So never fear, good citizens,             The Chief is alive and well. He's back in the saddle at our country's helm             And doubtless raising Hell! February 2001   [1]      Mark 5:9