A scathing review of Obama’s sessions with leaders of friendly countries has surfaced on YouTube, in Danish, with English sub-titles. In it, Obama is seen to repeat the very same words to every allied foreign leader who pays him a visit.  Those words are, “We are fortunate to have as an ally a country like (fill in the name), a country that punches above its weight.” Country after country, Western leader after Western leader, all hear the same thing: their country punches above its weight. You would think his speech writers could come up with something else to put on the teleprompter. Something like the following, but maybe he is averse to telling the truth:

I’ve many allies, many friends

I treat them all the same

I use them to attain my ends

That’s how I play the game

I tell them what they want to hear

I flatter them as well

I love to draw my allies near

Upon my words they dwell

Of course I’m meaning not a word

Those folks are not my kind

I think their countries quite absurd

And difficult to find

But most of all I find that they

No longer have a king

With whom I could spend half a day

And kiss his ass and ring

It develps that the French Muslim who murdered those French soldiers and Jewish children was under surveillance by the French Intelligence Service, and was on a US no-fly list.  In addition, he had been expelled from Afghanistan by the US and had attacked a woman with a sword while screaming “Al Qaeda!” It seemed everybody knew this guy was a time bomb, but nobody did anything about it. The same with the underwear bomber and the guy who killed thirteen unarmed soldiers at Fort Hood. Everybody knows about these people but nobody does anything about them. And the reason? Because they are Muslim, and political correctness dictates that we look the other way, that we not see what we plainly see. And so innocents die. We no longer have a Horatius at the gate, defending us. Instead we have bureaucrats and time servers, who prefer to look away when Muslims prepare to commit murder.

The schoolboy knows

The way it goes

Horatius at the gate

But that was then

And that was when

There wasn’t a big State

To run a staff

To make you laugh

And do things like some dunce

Like let in chaps

Who might perhaps

Kill all of us at once

With leaders who

Would not say boo

To Arabs with a bomb

Stuffed in their pants

Whose screaming rants

Are looked at with aplomb

But they mean well

So what the hell

Let’s sing and dance till dawn

Let them have nukes

And Mamelukes

Horatius is long gone

In Paris, a Muslim man recently killed three French soldiers and a number of Jewish children outside their school, and the left wing press immediately reported he was a neo-Nazi. When it developed, upon his death by police gunfire, that he was a Muslim who had been to Afghanistan and Iraq, the left wing press immediately called for a cessation of speculation on his religious beliefs and associations. Can’t have people believing a member of the religion of peace could have done such a thing, now could we?

Why is it that the killings

Of the innocent get billings

In the press as just the work of Nazi thugs

While the real life perpetrators

Are Islamic world invaders

Whom the Left are wont to kiss and give big hugs

Yes it all seems quite so sim’lar

To the things once done by Himmler

That it’s easy to blame him for what was done

No, if Lefties had their druthers

They’d have Arabs as their brothers

And make everybody else the hateful Hun

A journalist named Nir Rosen lost his job when he gloated over the rape of an American woman journalist in Cairo during the demonstrations against Mubarak. Since then he has sided with Assad in Syria, ratting on fellow journalists who managed to get into Syria to report on the massacres of civilians there. Seems like a nice guy.  A lavalier, incidentally, is a necklace.

He has come far though he’s called Nir

A traitorous kavalier

What he deserves , what he should fear

Is a hempen lavalier

Doctors today have to practice to a set of guidelines set down by bureaucrats in Washington, and it will only get worse if Obamacare is ruled constitutional by the Supreme Court. And it will get worse when the doctors are no longer paid by the patient, but by the government. When the doctor is an employee of the government, the doctor will make decisions that favor the government and not the patient, because his livelihood will depend upon his doing so. My grandson is hell-bent on being a doctor, and I have every confidence he will succeed.  It is chilling to think what he will be taught.

The Left besmirches everything

Once touched by Leftist hands

And if you doubt the truth of this

Just look at Left-run lands

Where Lefties run the hospitals

With doctors in their pay

The doctor’s Hippocratic Oath

Does not come into play

It’s either patient or the State

You cannot work for both

The Left will see you subscribe to

The Hypocritic Oath

President Obama recently called those of us who think he’s a radical left wing nutcase who is driving the United States over a cliff “Flat Earthers”, who do not believe in progress, progress as defined by a man who has never earned a dime at an honest job in his life. Progress to Obama is the ever more massive growth of the Federal power in the hands of the Left. Curiously enough, I recently spoke to an Obama supporter who turned out to be the real thing, a bona fide Flat Earther.

I knew a guy who said the earth

Was flatter than a spatula

That if you fell right off the edge

There’s no one there to catula

He said it’s known that there’s a bunch

Of evidence, a batula

That ships fall off the edge and they’re

Just doing what comes natula

He said he voted for Barack

Because he’s one cool catula

And said he’ll vote for him again

Because of plans he’ll hatula

To save the country and give all

A great big hug and patula

He’s done great things, he’s been the best

Damn prez and that is thatula

The Congress has recently voted to name a Littoral Combat Ship after congresswoman Gabrielle Giffords, who was shot by a madman and had to retire from Congress. Now we all wish Congresswoman Giffords well, but does getting shot by a nut qualify her for having a warship named after her? I don’t think so. The Navy and the Congress, which mandates these things, should return to the way it was, when ships were named for battles or for insects. Like the Hornet and the Wasp.

Those were the days, the days of fighting sail

The Hornet and the Wasp, both sloops of war

Descendants sailed the oceans of the world

Each name a mem’ry of those gone before

When did it change, this hon’ring of the past

How did the politicians gain control

Deciding their names went before the mast

Besmirching time ‘twixt sail and oil and coal

Tradition now means nothing to this class

Of lefties who command our days and nights

Who’d never in a wardroom raise a glass

To toast a hero or a ship that fights

Who yet will give a fighting ship a name

With no connection to our country’s past

Of Lexington and battles filled with flame

And billowed sails and yards slung on the mast

News reports indicate a rising tide of crime due to the increasingly difficult financial times. It seems laundry detergent is being stolen from store shelves all across the country, with Tide the rip off of choice. But I wonder. If a thief is caught stealing Tide, will he do Time?

Time and Tide, the poet wrote

Wait for no man, so goes the quote

So steal your Tide, just do not wait

The thief of Time: procrastinate

The student loan debt crisis threatens to be bigger than the mortgage crisis that brought on the recession in 2008. College students find themselves with degrees the colleges sold them at enormous cost which are worth nothing in the marketplace, and the poor wretch who took out student loans totaling a couple hundred thousand dollars now finds her degree in Witchcraft and Wymyns Studies of little commercial value. But there’s more than one way to skin a witch’s cat, and more than one way to pay off a student loan. It all depends on your major.

Two hundred thousand down the drain

She wept with bitter tears

Degrees I’ve bought with constant pain

A wasted four whole years

They told me a degree was such

That everyone must earn

I didn’t know ‘twould cost this much

Will suckers never learn

My Wymyns Studies class was great

I’ve honors in Witchcraft

I felt that this was tempting fate

But my professors laughed

They said I’d studied much too hard

So many hours spent

On pentagram and Tarot card

That’s where the money went

And now the bank is asking for

The money that I owe

And now the imps I’m tasking for

The final, vital blow

The imps, crazed female to the bone

And witches blood red gowned

Have set alight the bank and loan

And burned them to the ground

In recent testimony before Congress, a Ms Sandra Fluke, rhymes with luck, demanded that the taxpayers pay for her contraception, which, according to her, costs her a thousand dollars a year. She didn’t say how often she has sex, so we don’t know what that comes to per occasion. Three times a day would make those occasions a very inexpensive dollar a piece. Still, it isn’t the money, it’s the idea that everything should be free.

When I was a kid, it all was free

But then you see, It had to be

My parents paid and that’s the key

Because I had no money

But now I’m old, and I have paid

My share of everything I’ve made

To government who want to raid

The rest of my kept money

To give to folks who want for free

The things my parents gave to me

But it won’t work, because you see

They’ve taken all my money