© 2008, by The Conservative Muse
Dear (White) Grandma,
You may be aware if you’re watching the news,
I’ve been in some places as hot as the pews
When Pastor Wright’s ranting a racialist sermon.
I was in the Mid-East on a trip to determine
My praise-worthy judgment in foreign affairs:
In the land of bazaars I displayed all my wares!
You know how I’ve always held firm in my stance
Success of The Surge would have less of a chance
Than Democrats voting to drill for more oil!
But darned if results didn’t work out to spoil
the theory I’ve held to through thick and through thin:
I’ll need fancy footwork and lots of good spin!
I’ll say I was right, though I clearly was wrong –
who knew all those tribes would’ve gotten along?
I met with Petraeus; I thought that he might
Enjoy getting tips on the best way to fight.
I counseled al-Maliki what should be done –
This acting like President surely is fun!
The media love me – that’s patently true…
and socialist Europe swoons over me, too.
They like that I’m promising “fairness” for all
And bashing the U. S. to crowds I enthrall.
When Reagan was there he just tore down the Wall;
My future successes will make him look small!
Fondly,
Your humble grandson,
Barack
