I say, YAY,
I say, MORE,
I say, GO, Gang of Four!
Rock that boat on the Democratic Party Plantation—
every “State of the Union,” hearing and “investigation”
Joust with the stupid, ugly, ignorant corporate clown
fancying his weird, absurd, porcupine rug as a crown
But he’s mere misdirection—though lewd and loud
for ol’ Pentagon pickpockets working the crowd—
Bombing babies, locking little children in cages—
part of their daily war crimes and weekly outrages!
P-yoo— the rotten smell of festering fascism’s funky
Riding in bareback and backwards on the donkey—
Whipped by Miss Nancy, Cap’n Steny and Unca Jim
Now, does it smell better… ‘cause it’s branded “Dem?”