Robert Strange McNamara
A strange green monster reigns among men as a master ’strateg_st.’
Robert McNamara arranges, sorts, sets targets, gets scores, no?
A mere brat, a rotten rat scares, strong-arms sane men, same as an ogre.
At best, Robert’s a mere gamer - see?
Robert sorts, arranges men, arms.
Robert arrange, sent men, arms to East as a strateg_.
Most near see Robert as a star, a mentor - a smart, stern man.
To most men, Robert seems best to create, steer, manage men/arms games.
Robert can scare men, see?
Robert became most men’s bane - an actor, a menace.
Robert’s not best; Robert’s STRANGE.
Robert’s got an art: create a name as a ’strateger’ to earn.
Robert brags, boasts, stammers as a great one to stage-manage Eastern terror games.

NO, Robert!
Men are not meant to act parts on Robert’s game stage.
To arrange scores on men as targets not a game, Robert.
As Robert reigns as an agent in games - errors emerge.
As a regent gamer, Robert comes near to mas[s]acre.
Robert’s macabre boast!
Robert robs men.
Some one! TAME Robert!
No one near can state to Robert to NOT arrange, sort, master men’s terror games.
As great gore goes on - at a great, great cost - most men stare at Robert.
So, Robert aborts strategem.
Robert goes, gets gone - becomes a stranger.
Robert beats breast, eats bananas.