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Little Barack

Posted on August 1, 2011 by MamaElephant
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Little Barack,
Has lost his flock,
And doesn’t know where to find them;
Tax hikes and bald lies
Don’t give you allies,
So he’ll put his tail behind him.

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Eeny, Meeny, Miny, Joe

Posted on July 25, 2011 by MamaElephant
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Eeny, meeny, miny, Joe
Biden’s his own biggest foe.
When he gaffes his IQ shows;
Eeny, meeny, miny, Joe!

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What Are Liberals Made Of?

Posted on July 18, 2011 by MamaElephant
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What are liberals made of?
Union thugs
and legalized drugs
That’s what liberals are made of!
What are Republicans made of?
Surplus, morning prayer
and all things laissez-faire
That’s what Republicans are made of!

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Hickory Dickory Barack

Posted on July 7, 2011 by MamaElephant
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Hickory Dickory Barack,
Obamacare is such a crock.
The clock struck one,
Your medical freedom was done!
Hickory Dickory Barack!

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Baa, Baa, Barack

Posted on July 4, 2011 by MamaElephant
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Baa, baa, Barack,
Have you any pork?
Yes sir, yes sir,
Grab your fork!
Some for my friends
Up here on the Hill,
But none for the citizens
Who all foot the bill!

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Three Blind Dems

Posted on June 27, 2011 by MamaElephant
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Three blind dems,
Three blind dems,
See how they spend,
See how they spend,
They all run their mouths and bleed us bone dry,
When you get your W-2, oh man how you’ll cry,
You really can’t afford to turn a dark eye,
To three blind dems!

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Little Boy Barack

Posted on June 20, 2011 by MamaElephant
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Little Boy Barack, come spout your lies,
The GOP has a plan, while the Dems improvise
Where is the man who looks after the sheep?
He’s on vacation, fast asleep.
Will you wake him? No, not I,
For come 2012, he’s sure to cry.

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