Recall that lovely poem the president wrote to his wife, Laura? Laura stated at the National Book Festival Gala (full text here at the White House website):
We delight in great works of literature and especially in the works of budding new artists. President Bush is a great leader and husband - but I bet you didn’t know, he is also quite the poet. Upon returning home last night from my long trip, I found a lovely poem waiting for me. Normally, I wouldn’t share something so personal, but since we’re celebrating great writers, I can’t resist.
Roses are red, violets are blue, oh my lump in the bed, how I’ve missed you.
Roses are redder, bluer am I, seeing you kissed by that charming French guy.
The dogs and the cat they miss you too, Barney’s still mad you dropped him, he ate your shoe.
The distance my dear has been such a barrier, next time you want an adventure, just land on a carrier.
I’m happy to be the inspiration behind this poem.
Well… Laura was on “Meet the Press” two weekends ago, and when Tim Russert went to ask Laura about the poem, she had a different story:
Well, of course, he didn’t really write the poem. But a lot of people really believed that he did. That evening at the dinner, what some woman from across the table said: “You just don’t know how great it is to have a husband who would write a poem for you.”
I guess the woman at dinner was right. Laura really doesn’t know.
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