XXXVIII Jack Germond
"We've got to help the masses see the light!"
That's what we tell each other over drinks.
We pound the propaganda day and night
To make them think the way Obama thinks.
The job prognostication simply stinks;
And everybody's life is on the line;
The White House press corps--full of rotten finks!
I want that corner office to be mine.
So have another glass of summer wine;
And drink the Kool-Aide like the others did;
On Uncle Sam's cadaver we will dine;
Ah! Quid pro quo becomes our pro quo quid!
Yes, Stalin tried, but simply lost his way.
Perhaps Karl Marx's day will be today.
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