The White House is built of beautiful Indiana limestone. Obama’s handlers thought they were building a Rhinestone Cowboy to put into the limestone White House, and instead we got a Limestone Cowgirl in a limestone cave.

How deep the cave of limestone walls
How dark the stygian gloom
With ballroom dancers without balls
Infesting every room
The ceiling drips with stalactites
The curtains closed and drawn
While rabid bats inflict their bites
And disappear at dawn
The world slips by to much disdain
The Cave it pays no mind
Intent are they inflicting pain
And causing wounds that bind
The poorest of the poor to them
The women whom they gave
The right to kiss the purple hem
Of cowgirl in the cave