Histeria!

[To the beat of Green Eggs and Ham]

Loud Kiddington:
I am Loud Kiddington, Loud Kiddington is me!

Would you like some broccoli?

George Bush:
I do not like this broccoli.

I do not like it, let me be.

Loud Kiddington:
Would you like it with some corn?

Eaten from a flugelhorn?

George Bush:
I do not like it with some corn,

Eaten from a flugelhorn.

I do not like this broccoli,

Now go away and let me be!

Loud Kiddington:
How about here on Air Force One?

How about with a toasted bun?

George Bush:
No, not here on Air Force One,

No, not with a toasted bun.

I would not like it with some corn,

Eaten from a flugelhorn.

I do not like this broccoli,

Now go away and let me be!

Loud Kiddington:
Would you, could you, yes maybe?

Eat some with Big Fat Baby?

George Bush:
Ah! I could not, would not, no maybe.

Not even with Big Fat Baby.

I do not like this broccoli,

now go away and let me be!

Loud Kiddington:
How about in your limousine,

Eaten with a beauty queen?

George Bush:
No, not in my limousine,

Not even with a beauty queen!

I could not, would not, no maybe.

Not even with Big Fat Baby.

No, not up on Air Force One,

Not even with a toasted bun.

I would like it with some corn

Eaten from a flugelhorn.

I do not like this broccoli,

NOW GO AWAY AND LET ME BE!

Loud Kiddington:
Try it and i think you'll see,

That you will lIke this broccoli.

George Buush:
If i try this broccoli,

Will you go away and let me be?

Loud Kiddington:
Mmm-hmm. Mmm-hmm.

[George Bush eats the broccoli and starts to choke, spits it out and runs away after that]

Loud Kiddington:
We kids thank you, President Bush,

For your stand on that green mush.

Now we can shout with pride and glee,

Loud, Pepper, Aka, Susanna, Toast, Cho-Cho, Lucky Bob, Pule Houser and Froggo:
WE DO NOT LIKE THAT BROCCOLI!