America Sucks, So Vote 4 Me!

Some kids here in U-ville,
(The U.S. of A)
had invited the Obamessiah to play.

One wanted to know why he wanted the job
of leading a nation of ignorant slobs.

He paused as he searched for a prompting device.
There wasn’t one near! His blood turned to ice.

Oh what could he say to a mere second grader
that wouldn’t come back to haunt him much later?

But without the magic “great speaker” machine
he just channeled Michelle, “America’s mean.”

“America is …, uh, is no longer, uh … what it could be, what it once was.
And I say to myself, I don’t want that future for my children.”

(No, it doesn’t rhyme, but that’s what he said,
according to the “Captain” Morrissey named Ed.)

His message was clear, as clear as can be,
“America Sucks, so you must vote for Me.”

“One Hundred and forty three days on the job
makes me the best man to lord over you slobs.”

“If that’s not enough to make you feel I’m wiser,
my resume also says community organizer.”

He felt pretty good as the bus pulled away,
“I sure showed the US of KKK,
what a President Obamessiah will be.
America Sucks, so you MUST vote for me!”