Can anyone set this to music and send it to the Obama camp?
“Hail the Butcher from Bain!
Says he can feel our pain.
Born he was with a silver spoon
His whole life, a country club cocoon.
Tax, he says, he pays thirteen percent
Yet he claims he stands in the big tent.
Say anything to get elected he will
Blatant hypocrisy - his only skill.
As a human, he lacks a core
As a candidate, he’s a political whore.
“I’m not like Reagan,” said he once
His life, one of unceasing ambivalence.
He insists that corporations are “people”
Making profits his only staple
No emotion, can’t connect, he is a droid
On his policies, he is Bush on Steroid
Neither a conviction, nor a spine
He ain’t going to be no president of mine!”