Willard Romney, call him Mitt
There’s a guy who just won’t quit
Twelve years since he began
Running for Prez, now he’s The Man.
Wants to be President, next election
Twenty twelve, Secret Service protection
Doesn’t drink Coca Cola, or any hard liquor
A White Bread candidate, don’t snicker!
Time you started to appreciate,
White Bread made this country great.
Willard Romney, call him Mitt,
His great granddad was a Brit.
Came across the Atlantic ocean
Settled in Utah, “land o’ Goshen.”
Started up a family.
Got him a wife, then two, then three,
But the country wasn’t ready for polygamy,
When the hand of the Fed came down
All the Romneys had to skip town.
Jumped the border into Mexico
Bought property from Porfirio
Where Mitt’s daddy, George, was born,
But Mexico was too war torn
Turned it into a hot piňata
When he started his revolution.
There was only one solution,
Back again to Salt Lake City.
Pretty soon they’re sitting pretty.
Mitt’s dad became CEO
Of American Motors, don’t ya know,
Country in the Vietnam war,
Some against the draft, young Mitt for,
So he went to college, four years deferred,
Two more as a missionary, draft demurred.
Body bags coming back from ‘Nam,
Mitt’s dad elected gov’ner of Michigan,
Mitt goes to Harvard, marries Ann,
Never did serve as a soldier man.
Talked the talk, didn’t walk the walk
What you call a chicken hawk
Law and high finance degrees
Keeps his money in deep freeze
Bermuda, the Caymans, overseas. -0--
Says he pays his income tax
But nobody knows the facts
Says he’s perfectly law abidin’
Maybe so, but what’s he hidin’?
One thing about Willard, call him Mitt,
You wonder, is this guy a twit?
That glassy stare, that nervous glance
That happy hair, those denim pants.
Wifey Ann says he’s a doll
And seriously conservative pol
Rich, but hey! he hasn’t got Billions
Only a few hundred Millions
Almost middle class, you see,
Like him, and her, and you, and me
Willard, Mitt Romney says,
Here’s what I’ll do if you make me Prez
Kill Obamacare, taxes fall
Kick out the aliens, jobs for all.
Just leave everything to me.
I’m a business man, know economy.
Campaigning now, when I get to you,
Listen politely, and please don’t boo.
Show me your best party manners,
Clap and cheer and wave Mitt banners.
The White House needs a white bread resident,
Do your duty, elect me president!
Time folks started to appreciate,
White bread made this country great! 5
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