by Chris Peña, Guest Contributor
Yankee Doodle went to town
A-riding on a pony,
Saw the libr’ls ruin his land
And called them f-ing phonies.
Yankee Doodle keep it up,
You’re our Yankee hammer,
Mind Obama and his goons,
They’ll throw you in the slammer.
Fath’r and I went out to D.C.,
To see that witch Pelosi,
And there we saw her stompin’ down
A great ‘Ole thing called Freedom.
And there was Comrade Barack,
With Demons all about him;
They’re supposedly called senators
He will not ride without em’.
It scared me so, I hooked it off,
Nor stopped, as I remember,
Nor turned about till I got home,
Locked up in mother’s chamber.