Lamentation on a Clipboard

Feed the children

Save the whales

Impeach Obama

What the Hell?

He looks like Hitler

Don’t you think?

2012’s coming

The whole world is on the brink

 

Sure speech is free

But don’t bother me

You want my money

That’s plain to see

Why don’t you get a job?

Oh!  That’s what this is?

Well this ain’t my street corner

But it ain’t your place of biz

 

(chorus)

Don’t you dance with me

I won’t be your partner

No I won’t be your partner

Can’t you see

You are not my best friend?

You are not my best friend

And I don’t look like Nicholas Cage

No I don’t look like Nicholas Cage

 

You know I watched them train you

In the park

Like relay games

Kids on a lark

The way you threw your voice

Made the trainer smile

“Eye contact,” he shouted

“Make them chew on that guilt awhile!”

 

Cut the taxes

Give us more

Apple pie

Relieve the poor

Politicians

Of what we pay them for

Whatever you’re selling

Can’t be buying no more

 

 

Thomas Hubbard  (6/12/2010)

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