Adventures of Obama
Obama took an enormous job,
He faced a fickle, unruly mob;
Whose tongue did hiss and venom did spew;
Whose color oft changed, now red, now blue.
The mob said, “Obama, we’re glad you came.
We got you elected, now just play our game.
Barak Obama, he didn’t worry.
He wouldn’t bow to their frantic fury.
He meant what he said and he said what he meant.
He went on being The President.
April 9, 2010