This poem has been making the rounds on email, author unknown. It’s posted here for your reading pleasure. –Cowgirl
Obama this, Obama that, you’d think he was the devil.
He’s been called everything, even an infidel.
There is no way that just one man could have caused all that trouble,
Wake up my friends, and use your heads, you’re living in a bubble.
Your logic and your facts are wrong, your thinking is askew
The ideas that you’ve got in your heads are stuck like Super Glue.
It does no good to show you facts, you know what you believe
I wonder if your common sense is absent without leave.
I don’t care what you say, you have so many gripes
I don’t listen to Fox News’s numerous media hypes
But there’s one thing that galls me, one thing that really stinks
You’ve got the nerve to tell me what it is, that you think, I thinks!
Progressive, liberals, democrats are not pontificating
About the things, that you say, they say, and always are berating
Now did you get that sentence straight? I didn’t mean to fool you
I just want you to realize you’re out of line and stop all this dog doo-doo.
Instead of spewing sewage, if you are willing and you are able,
Fix the mess, devise a plan, and bring something to the table!
Despite what I’m sure you believe, our youth are well-informed
They know the truth; they know how this administration has performed.
They know the future lies with them,
Not conservative old men.
So it really doesn’t matter what you say or what you do
Because the ultimate revenge, is that they’ll outlive you.