[Newspoetry] White House Hillbillies

[Mike Lehman]

I wonder if Paul K. and the Newspoetry Chorus could make a recording of
this?
Mike

White House Hillbillies

Come and listen to my story 'bout a boy name Bush. His IQ was zero and
his
head was up his tush. He drank like a fish while he drove all about. But
that didn't matter 'cuz his daddy bailed him out. DUI, that is. Criminal
record. Cover-up.
Well, the first thing you know little Georgie goes toYale. He can't
spell
his name but they never let him fail. He spends all his time hangin' out
with student folk. And that's when he learns how to snort a line of
coke.
Blow, that is. White gold. Nose candy.
The next thing you know there's a war in Vietnam. Kin folks say,
"George,
stay at home with Mom." Let the common people get maimed and scarred.
We'll
buy you a spot in the Texas Air Guard. Cushy, that is. Country clubs.
Nose
candy.
Twenty years later George gets a little bored. He trades in the booze,
says
that Jesus is his Lord. He said, "Now the White House is the place I
wanna
be." So he called his daddy's friends and they called the GOP. Gun
owners,
that is. Falwell. Jesse Helms.
Come November 7, the election ran late. Kin folks said "Jeb, give the
boy
your state!" "Don't let those colored folks get into the polls." So they
put
up barricades so they couldn't punch their holes. Chads, that is. Duval
County. Miami-Dade.
Before the votes were counted five Supremes stepped in. Told all the
voters
"Hey, we want George to win." "Stop counting votes!" was their solemn
invocation. And that's how George finally got his coronation. Rigged,
that
is. Illegitimate. No moral authority. Y'all come vote now. Ya hear?
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