When a man's an empty kettle
He should be on his mettle
And yet I'm torn apart
Just because I'm presumin'
That I could be kind of human
If I only had a heart
Mitt Romney plays around
With the lives of tens of thousands
In the state he rarely stays,
The sick are screwed over
As he gives a big F-U to
Deval Patrick and sickbays
I'd be tender, I'd be gentle
And awful sentimental
Regarding love and art
I'd be friends with the sparrows
And the boy that shoots the arrows
If I only had a heart
He'd be welcoming, bipartisan
And something like the Gipper
He'd give some deference
But he's on the road, belittling
The state he claims to live in
As he runs for President
Picture me a balcony Governor
Above a voice sings low
(Snow White)
Wherefore art thou, Romeo?
(Tin Man)
I hear a beat, how sweet!
Just to register emotion, jealousy, devotion
And really feel the part
I could stay young and chipper
And I'd lock it with a zipper
If I only had a heart
The End.
Then again, maybe Mitt's more Smooth Criminal Tin Man than anything else.