The Twelve Days of Halliburtonmas

by James K. Sayre

12/13/03

On the twelfth day of Halliburtonmas, my true corporation gave to me: twelve no-bid contracts asmellin'.

On the eleventh day of Halliburtonmas, my true corporation gave to me: eleven cost overruns arunnin'.

On the tenth day of Halliburtonmas, my true corporation gave to me: ten insurgents insurgin'.

On the ninth day of Halliburtonmas, my true corporation gave to me: nine CFOs acookin'.

On the 8th day of Halliburtonmas, my true corporation gave to me: eight tanker trucks overchargin'.

On the seven day of Halliburtonmas, my true corporation gave to me: seven war profiteers aprofitin'.

On the sixth day of Halliburtonmas, my true corporation gave to me: six Pentagon auditors awhitewashin'.

On the fifth day of Halliburtonmas, my true corporation gave to me: five broken pipelines.

On the fourth day of Halliburtonmas, my true corporation gave to me: four bawling Kurds.

On the third day of Halliburtonmas, my true corporation gave to me: three French freezeouts.

On the second day of Halliburtonmas, my true corporation gave to me: two dead doves.

On the first day of Halliburtonmas, my true corporation gave to me: a chickenhawk in a date palm tree.