There's misery for you and me.
There's no summer of the recovery.
We're taking all their pledges with multiple grains of salt.
The Congress balks, the White House talks,
It's too bad that all will not walk the walks.
The Prez poses and hedges - This whole mess is Bush's fault!

There's awful unemployment. The country's in the tank.
And yet some say "More Fannie Mae!" - you're right, it's Barney Frank.
The price of gas can kick your *ss.
The President calls for more tax to pass -
Let's soak the rich completely - they're parasitic slobs.
'Cause only us is D.C. - know how to create more jobs.


So do not fuss and do not cuss,
They'll just pass another big stimulus.
No jobs are "shovel-ready" - they're all laughing at the joke.
No need to fret - the country's set
If they raise the limit put on the debt.
But will that make us steady - or is a bunch of smoke?

O's professors and donors - his czars have made the plans.
And Trumpka? See, no company - must be in private hands!
I don't vote Tea but seems to me
We're all on the path to insolvency.
Spend out of a depression? It simply can't be done.
Perhaps O. will do something - when next year's election's won!