What will you do then Sir Martin, Sir Martin
Obama is going to steal the whole show.
Maybe you'd join him in screaming and fartin'
geezer with sprue and his spirits so low.
None of his scheming and bribing effective
Palin, the dumbbell inciting the crowd
both standing still and their faces reflective,
losers are losers, for crying out loud.
Think of the windbag, she'd take ammunition
just be prepared is her motto from school,
reading he comicstrips, second edition
praising the ways of the rancid old fool.
Oh what a duo, they thought they could do it
trick all the people, for most of the time,
greed and deceit marked their way and they blew it,
Yanks did the deed and prevented a crime.
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