On August 4th of sixty-one
the mama
of Barack Obama
thought she’d have a little fun.
She knew that maybe
her new baby
might run for President.
So he needed to be
a legal resident.
An epiphany she had that night!
The light! The foresight!
Secure a future Presidential Race
by forging his birthplace!
And now
in this gathering storm
for health care reform
some people say:
“Insurance today
is fine! Fair play!
What’s worked before,
may work again.
We’ll make stuff up
and win!
Tell a little lie:
Psssst: some people
want others to die.
In order to kill the bill
just say ‘the bill will kill.'”
III.
Who else wants to scream
When they hear this nonsense, so extreme?
