Obama is a five letter word, but sometimes even five letter words become four letter words.

 

 

While sitting on a park bench

In the glowing midday sun

I chanced to overhear a mensch

Complain about the One

He mumbled something in his beard

He thought he’d not be heard

He mumbled it’s just as I feared

Obama has turned out to be

A name that all the world can see

Is nothing but a bad four letter word

He looked so grim and harrassed

With a sad look on his face

He seemed to be embarrassed

But he said with some small grace

I thought he’d be a wonder

Though with promises deferred

I see I’ve made a blunder

For Obama has turned out to be

A name that all the world can see

Is nothing but a bad four letter word

He said he’d stop the warring

He’d close that Gitmo down

He’d stop those fat cats scoring

All the money that’s in town

He said we’d come together

Stop the seas from rising high

Said there’d be no more bad weather

But Obama has turned out to be

A name that all the world can see

Is nothing but a bad four letter word

Yes Obama’s just  a bad four letter word

 

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