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Thanks Janet



There’s a name in the land

To strike fear in the heart

A gun totin’ Mama

Come from Miami parts



When it comes to tough calls

She’s the one to call on

She can break down those walls

With tanks or cannon



So when faced with the threat

Of a communist boy

Fished from waves off-shore

Our Janet would not be coy



She faced down refugees

Armed with cameras

Prepared to shoot they were

So she took no chances



With machine guns and tear gas

Before dawn Janet struck

To rescue Elian

While fear ran amuck



She’s a credit to justice

She has Fidel’s thanks

Bill’s singing her praises

They’re saluting in ranks



And if we’re to be fair

Our praise, although it’s mild

Is thanks Janet this time

For not killing the child



© 2000 Bart Breen