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Does anyone else miss Muammar Gaddafi?
He of the threads and the ten-girl posse.
Toting his haima , in the backyard he camped,
Raising no fuss if with babes it was cramped.
He was odd, he was cool, independent, aloof.
He did as he liked, was under no hoof.
Dodging astutely from big-power clutches,
He sold oil, bought Fiat, never sought crutches.
Libyans prospered, they got a good deal:
Free college for all and food for a steal.
Here were good doctors, there cement roads.
But jerk not his chain: he took poorly to goads.