Poems by Donald Rumsfeld The Unknown
As we know, There are known knowns.
There are things we know we know.
We also know
There are known unknowns.
That is to say
We know there are some things
We do not know.
But there are also unknown unknowns,
The ones we don't know
We don't know.
A Confession
Once in a while,
I'm standing here, doing something.
And I think,
"What in the world am I doing here?"
It's a big surprise.
The Situation
Things will not be necessarily continuous.
The fact that they are something other than perfectly continuous
Ought not to be characterized as a pause.
There will be some things that people will see.
There will be some things that people won't see.
And life goes on.
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From "The Poetry of Donald Rumsfeld" © Hart SeelyThe CD is available for $15.99 at http://www.stuffedpenguin.com/.
San Francisco Chronicle
http://www.blogsofwar.com/category/humor.
http://www.nebelspalter.ch/club/rubriken/fallbeil/2003/fb02/
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