The power, election and the slaught,
I can think of no reason, why the election
Should ever be forgot.
Obama, Obama, t'was his intent
To form the government.
Three n half cent of electoral glow
To prove old Republican's overthrow!
Some called him Arab, some called him Black,
They shouted "He's a terror, a traitor,
The quality of a President he lack"
They thought they'd fool the voter.
A pound of Iraq to feed the Bush,
A ship of Marines to serve him,
A barrel of Oil to rinse it down,
And the tax payer to pay him.
A stick or a stake for McCane's sake,
The shock of defeat he may not take,
If you can't give us one, we'll take two,
We'll give the other to Bush too!
By God's providence he was elected
Despite being shunned, mocked and tainted,
Victory, Victory, let the bells ring.
The song of CHANGE, let America sing!
O America, praise the name of God
That saved thee from the GOP rod!
But though the Bush ever be gone,
His sin now be Obama's upon!
Remember, remember the Fourth of November,
The power, election and the slaught,
For generations, all the nations,
This Change is forever to remember!
PS: Inspired by the popular English folklore "Remember Remember the Fifth of November" commemorating Guy Fawkes's Night.
