FOUR MORE

A Poem to and for the Democratic Party

FOUR MORE

by Bill Bohannon , 11.26.2004

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There once was a Party,
A long time ago,
Who were liberal and happy,
And covered with snow.
But they couldn't go forward,
And they sure don't go BACK!
So they sat on their laurels,
When they got attacked.

Now the Elephants said,
They were just stupid wimps.
' Wouldn't FIGHT for the right,
To just win, or exist.
They were too intellectual.
They were too high to care!
They had fear in their hearts,
And meds everywhere!


'Cause they ALL had neurosis,
As long as your arm!
And they knew if they fought back,
Their karma, they'd harm!
But they ALL wanted Peace,
And to save NPR.
And they all drove these very small,
Gas-saving cars.


But they wouldn't do nothin',
But have Positive Thoughts.
And they'd quarrel at their meeting,
Till the subject got lost.
'Cause the adjectives used,
Were not cool with the Blacks,
And a few kosher trannies,
Would always attack!


Well, they'd fight through the night,
Till the wee hours of dawn,
Till the temperature rose,
And FOX News came back on,
To inform them "we'd" shot,
Twenty men in Iran.
(It's part of a "Roadmap",
That Israel banned[!].).


And they'd talk about Bobby,
And Martin and John,
Of the old days,
When they had their courage glued on,
To their chests,
As they stormed up the Capitol steps,
Never thinking, just laughing,
At their impending death!


How could all these sad faces,
Now days, just discuss,
The proper "position"
To show to the "Judge",
Who's some Nazi lackey,
Installed by Karl Rove,
To break the last remnants,
Of Freedom and Hope?
These now fallen cowards,
That only recall,
It was good, in our youth,
To have causes and (to NOT be a totally sensitive, New Age,
[fixed] "man")!


And they talk of Two Thousand,
Then Two Thousand-Four,
And they think it's a SHAME,
It got stolen once more!
But they don't understand
All the "vote" counting math.
So they throw it all back,
In Republican laps.
Who can understand CLEARLY,
How voters decide,
"It's who gives them GUNS,
And puts `God' on their side!"


The GOP adds:
Million "Christians" from Mars,
And ten thousand "votes",
For Enron-behind-bars.
'Cause they KNOW that the Donkeys,
Are just much too "shy",
To challenge their figures,
Or even decide,
If it's proper to fight,
Or, organic to hide,
Hey well, WHO fights the Nazis,
When God's on THEIR side?!


The DNC sent us all,
E-mails to ask,
What to do with their lives,
Now the "election's" passed.
Well, I wrote them right back:
They should all get GREAT jobs,
Cleaning up after elephants,
And polishing knobs!


Our leader, Tom Daschle,
Went right off a cliff.
And John Kerry's shown,
He's a swift-retreat wimp.
But Hillary's got,
Enough spunk, for to show,
Condi Rice where to SHOVE IT!
(`Cause Condi don't know.)
John Edwards, we hope,
Is of metal that's TRUE!
As for wimps that are left,
Well, there's just ME and YOU!



Yeah, Martin rolled ove
Up there, in his pad.
He looked out the window,
To see who'd been had.
But, he only saw RED,
And the GOP's slaves,
That now work at Wal-Mart,
And dig their own graves.


(And then) waking up Jefferson,
Jackson and Ben,
He asked them,
"My Brothers, what's WRONG in our land?
What IS IT they need,
To restore their good faith,
And beat those damn Nazis,
Who've STOLEN the place?"


Then in rolled ol' Roosevelt,
Grinnin' with pride,
"It's 'Freedom from fear',
That puts God on your side!
It's courage to NOT,
Kiss the Devil's behind,
And STAND UP and FIGHT,
Like you MEAN IT, THIS TIME!
But, God they ARE wimps!
And they're drowning in fear!
I doubt if the poor fools,
Will LIVE 'four more years'!"


It's NOT the ECONOMY, Stupid!
It's an unelected, theocratic, fascist, military DICTATORSHIP!

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