The night before the election
I wish I could claim the following poem for my own, but it was passed to me by a friend. I don't know the original author, otherwise I would be more than willing to give the credit.
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Twas the night before the election
And all through the town
Tempers were flaring
Emotions all up and down!
I, in my bathrobe
With a dog in my lap
Had cut off the TV
Tired of political crap.
When all of a sudden
There arose such a noise
I peered out of my window
And saw Obama and his boys
They had come for my wallet
They wanted my pay
To give it to the others
Who had not worked a day!
He snatched up my money
And quick as a flash
Jumped back on his bandwagon
With all of my stash
He then rallied his henchmen
Who were pulling his cart
I could tell they were out
To tear my country apart!
'On Fannie, on Freddie,
On Biden and Ayers!
On Acorn, On Pelosi'
He screamed at the pairs!
They took off for his cause
And as he flew out of sight
I heard him laugh at the nation
That wouldn't stand up and fight!
So I leave you to think
On this one final note-
IF YOU DON'T WANT SOCIALISM
GET OUT AND VOTE!!!!