‘Twas all Hallows Eve and America’s souls
Were already lining up at the polls.
Their aching bones tired of 8 dreadful years,
And with just 5 days left to change gears,
They turned up in masses like never before
to make sure their voices made the score.
But behind the curtain, voters beware,
A trickster was brewing a terrible scare!
Rigging the polls in 13 states
to try and make up for the lost debates
where the running mistress of Mr. McCain
had proven to be just a jingling babbling ball-and chain.
When voting day came, ‘twas life or death,
And all the world watched with baited breath
As states changed from grey to blue, but then to blood red -
So different from what the preliminaries had said!
The trickster’s evil plot of right-wing domination
Dashed the hopes of the world, not just the nation.
Out in the streets there were demons abound
Riots broke out, the dead rose from the ground
Even the media, tired of repression
Reported these scenes of mass depression
The old and young howled and worried women wailed
All only wishing that truth had prevailed
Then, up to the day of inauguration
The incumbents planned the world’s degradation:
They first built a fence to make it real hard
For the Russians to swim into Sarah’s back yard
They set up more tax breaks for the filthy rich
and cut regulations for the white-collar snitch.
They boosted morale for the babes in the war
And promised them jobs on some oil rig offshore
"if ya come back alive," they added, not scoffin’
"if ya don’t, your ma’s taxes will pay for your coffin."
Anyway many more babes be made,
For they were certain to overturn Roe v. Wade.
Then an under-aged bride in an off-white tent
Gave birth to the grandkid of the Vice President.
All around the new mom, fluted glasses went: "Clink!"
But the mom just sipped cider; she was too young to drink.
They rang in the New Year with fresh moose and firewood
And toasted to the two percent for whom life was good.
Then on the 20th, as the nightmare unfolds
McCain hobbles up to the stage, looking old.
He and Mrs. Palin have prepared their speeches
And as he recites, the microphone screeches.
All those big words prove too much for his heart
And the last one comes out like a long ... dying ... fart.
He topples aside and the world is aghast
That his tombstone might read: "His first day was his last"
And now Palin who’s dumb, and dumbfounded to boot,
since she can’t make a sentence or curse, says, "Oh, shoot!"
So the crowd, there to honor the right wings’ rights
Unbuckle their holsters and aim for the night.
The fireworks ensue (and so does this beeping)
Ah! My alarm, could it be I was sleeping?
I switch on the news - yes! Still four days left!
to save the White House from imminent theft.
And to do so there’s one thing all souls should do :
- I’ve already voted Obama...have you?