The depths to which former heroes will stoop when snatching defeat out of the jowls of victory (Nixonian pun intended). Tom Paxton calls them short-shelf-life songs. This is my four day version: Written late Thursday night—obsolete by Tuesday! The story of John McCain's last ride, and every line rhymes with Palin! (except the ending which rhymes with Dalai Lama...)
Small, Sad John
Written by Tim McMullen, 10/30/08
Brave John, Yeah!
Big, Brave John
When Old John McCain picked sassy Sarah Palin
He was certain to the Whitehouse he would soon be sailin'
Disavow with a grin slimy lie e-mailin':
Then do a little Muslim, Pinko, Commie railin'
Small John,
Small, Sad John
But in every poll he still found himself trailin'
Turned out that the straight talk express was derailin'
Karl Rovian smears and false fears were all failin'
His neo-con con left the economy ailin'
Befuddled John,
Neo-con John
Then the generals, even Colin Powell, started bailin'
"Sarah Palin's gone rogue," McCain's camp started wailin'
Up North here were Proud of Teenage Girlfriend nailin',
And my old pal Ted Stevens they're soon to be jailin'
Poor old John grasped at straws when he plucked Sara Palin
She turned out to be a poor man's approach to Dan Quayl'n
Poor John,
Last Gasp John
So let me make this one thing plain:
A Vote for McCain is a vote down the drain!
Four more years is no way to get out of this trauma
So, on Tuesday our one clear choice is OBAMA!
The greatest threat to democracy is hypocrisy!
Seek Truth! Speak Truth!
©2008 Tim McMullen
All Rights Reserved
this is great! bj
jamesonbobby4 3 years ago
Thanks, Bobby, for this and for all your recent comments and responses.
TimMcMullen 3 years ago