When our would be leaders play tricks with the truth,
What will become of the idealism of youth?
If facts are not honored but subject to choice,
How will we ever speak with one voice?
If those appointed to know raise an alarm in response to the test
While elected rivals dismiss their concerns as a jest,
What will become of our country, our children and all of the rest?
Any of us with a smidgen of sense see the peril that looms,
However, partisans prevaricate in crowded speech rooms.
As economic catastrophe hurtles our way,
“No need to worry” these mountebanks say.
When we go to the polls and use the franchise,
For the love of our country, don’t be tricked by these lies!
Each time we vote in the spring and the fall,
We vote for our children, for our country, for each and for all.
With oodles of money, clever slogans and endless snake oil,
Too many candidates seek and speak only to foil.
They crave the power and run for office again and again,
Yet they don’t give a damn what danger we’re in!
We’ll have another chance in Two Thousand Twelve,
Let’s return these miscreants to the seventh layer of Hell.
Thanks to Dana Milbank of the Washington Post for his superb expose of this egregiously compulsive liar.