a poem

I received an email from the League of Conservation Voters (LCV) asking for a donation and in return, a holiday e-card will be sent to GWB. The card's poem reads as follows:

Dear Mr. President,

A holiday greeting from some voters who care,

About things like land and water and air.

We don't mean to spoil the good holiday cheer,

But your election has prompted some Christmastime fear.

In your first term, you had a bad hobby,

You'd bow and you'd scrape to the energy lobby.
You'd follow the plans of Vice President Dick,

And the fumes that resulted made our children sick.

The Senate, so wise, called your plan full-of-gas,

But now you're determined to make it all pass.
Like a big Christmas dinner,

you'll keep adding more pork,

Till every last Member has some on their fork.

Your bill is not wise (indeed, couldn't be dumber),

It endangers our nation, to fill up the Hummer.

Yes, you won (by 2 mighty per-cent),

But do not misread the message we sent.
None of us voted for dirtier air,

Or payouts to Oil, so grossly unfair.

So please check your list, and consider one thought,

That might clear the air, and help us a lot:

A holiday gift that you give to the nation…

An energy plan, with REAL conservation.

Sincerely, [Names of LCV supporters]