Bush, bush, kiss my tush.
No one's buying your ambush.
Your reign, reign, go away
Don't come back. Period.
Meanwhile . . .
Obama, Osama.
I'm tired of all the drama.
Chirubim, cherry bombz, bing, bang, boom;
Niguns, tambourines, and gangster gloom.
Rather have a habitat for 744,000.
Income inequality has run them out of house and
Home, no place like it, Judy Garland said.
Let's make sure all of us can have a piece of bread
And roses, remember. Do our union dues?
Call upon our ancestors so we don't have to choose.