Presidents Day:
The presidents, historically, may all just come and go,
And some of them are very good, and some are not quite so.
Some remember their backers, and try to please that group,
And some are leaders of the land, so all are in the loop
We honor all of them, in various different ways,
For some there are libraries, and others have their days.
And some are on the money, and some the other way,
And some there are who really weren’t worth their pay.
I like to think the current guy, is having a good time,
And that he takes it easy now, forgets about the slime,
Those nagging nibblers at his feet, who gnaw to get his post.
They think they can unseat him, by who can chew the most.
Take the day off, W, you’ve earned a day of rest.
We’ll watch the bastions, and ba$tards too, and we’ll keep you abreast,
Of current issues troubling us, and what you ought to do.
I couldn’t be as calm as that, thank God that I’m not you.
I’m half the man that you are, you’re twice as much to me,
And that is why your Nickname is a double dose, I see.
Take the day off, Dubya, it’s President’s Day you know,
You’ve got some capable minions, and they can run the show.
We hope to hear your rhetoric, and see your boyish grin,
When that ketchup-covered “war hero” gets to take it on the chin.
So put your feet up and relax, and give the dog a pat,
When you give the word tomorrow, we will all know that’s that.
NicknamedBob . . . . . . . . . February 15, 2004