Bush's Ode to the Iraq War

To be sung to the music of the refrain in "September Song"
(with apologies to Maxwell Anderson and Kurt Weill)

For it's a long, long time from May (07) to December (08)
And the funds grow short when you reach September (07)
As Iraqi insurgents turn the place to flame
Congress has no time for the waiting game

As my months (in office) dwindle down to a precious few
October, (Nov., Dec., ..., July, Aug.), September, …
Throughout these precious months I’ll stay (the course) with you
Throughout these months I’ll stay (the course) with you
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Here are the original lyrics, for those of you under fifty.

Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December
But the days grow short when you reach September
When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
One hasn't got time for the waiting game

Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few
September, November
And these few precious days I'll spend with you
These precious days I'll spend with you