Bush & Company

Sarah used to be so hot,
The number one commodity
Of the declining GOP;
Now someone else has got her spot---

It's Chris---that burly Jersey guy
Who seems so like a regular guy,
Who doesn't even have to try
To grab Ms. Sarah's piece of pie.

In targeting her latest prey
(As anyone who's in her way)
She'll do her best, relentlessly,
To cut (though possibly it may

Require some monumental tries)
That Trenton fellow down to size.

Former House speaker, Newt Gingrich, will perpetuate the myth of his presidential run as long as he can rake in donations from credulous right wing voters. In September 2010, he told National Review Online that Obama might be following a "Kenyan, anti-colonial" worldview. "I think he worked very hard at being a person who is normal, reasonable, moderate, bipartisan, transparent, accommodating---none of which was true. . .He was authentically dishonest."

On February 28, 2011, former Arkansas governor and preacher Mike Huckabee on a conservative radio show described President Obama as having "grown up in Kenya," knowing full well it isn't so.

Both men's strategy is to depict the president as an outsider. Their remarks further imply that he views the 1950s Mau Mau Revolution against the British with approval.

While Gingrich almost certainly, primarily because of the stigma of his disgraceful personal history, has no intention of running, Huckabee may well have become now too used to his Fox News salary to give it up; so besides discrediting the Democrats and especially President Obama, keeping their names and faces before the public is what it's about, with money the motivator.

What are you pulling this time, Newt?
You, that man of ill-repute
Whose candidacy is in dispute:

You may run so need lots of bread;
You hint Barack is Kenya-bred;
He "played a con" is what you said.

Now echoed by the Reverend Mike
Who's pounding in another spike;
Who would've thought you were alike?

That's what you do to make a buck,
Then drag our leader through the muck
And you, a Baptist preacher, Huck:

You really think you must invent
So you can be the president?
And you both look so innocent!

You've schemed to get Barack O. framed
And see that he's forever blamed.
The two of you should be ashamed.

How can these people be so blind?
What is it worth, their transient reign?
A wasted life, a fetid pond
And they don't know what waits Beyond. . .

What's to be gained from fleeting fame?
No more than squat, a blot, a stain
On this our world and on their name.
That's what they're going to leave behind---

Their spiteful schemes, their lying rants,
A half-remembered deviant dance.