Time to get out that prayer rug, Ender
The Obot Creed
I believe in Barack Obama, the bearer of Hope and Change
And in his rhetoric, and tales of woe
Who was born of the mother Stanley, in a place unknown
In the sixth year migrated to Indonesia
He ascended to the Senate, and unqualified, usurped the Presidency
Who suffered under Orly Taitz and was slurred by racist birthers
I believe in spreading the wealth
Of the taxes and levies therein,
the loss of freedom, that cost doesn’t matter
That healthcare is free
As long as I don’t have pay