The Bushiad, Revisited

Now's probably as good a time as any to link again to The Bushiad and The Idyossey--one of the best modern satires I've come across. Example:

Marched for hours on bloodied bare feet,
Mac and his band are locked in an old stone hut.
Alone in a barren landscape devoid of life,
It’s like some old abandoned ghost town -
Doors off hinges, flapping wooden shutters -
Home to snakes and desperate men.

The boys try to act tough, while
Mac, the leader, keeps his cool. He
Won’t give in to these deceitful demons -
Fighters with no uniforms, no honor,
Not real soldiers who respect the rules of war,
They heap dishonor on the fighting man’s tradition.

Once inside, hands bound, they’re placed against a wall.
One Fedayeen guard remains inside, the others leave.
Stepping outside they argue in Arabic, but
Their sentiments need no translation,
They plan to kill us, Mac thinks to himself,
And swallows thickly.

By all means, read both volumes if you can find the time.