Phony King of America

From Disney's "Robin Hood," and inspired by Obama's interview with Univision, in which he claimed, "I am not a king (yet)," here is my first submission:

Oh the world will sing of an American King

A thousand years from now

And not because he passed some laws

Or had that lofty brow

While bonny Gipper Reagan leads

The great crusade from beyond

We'll all have to slave away

For that good-for-nothin' ‘Bam

Incredible as he is inept

Whenever the history books are kept

They'll call him the wanna-be king of America

A pox on the phony king of D.C.!

He sits alone on a giant throne

Pretendin' he's the king

A little tyke who's rather like

A puppet on a string

And he throws an angry tantrum

if he cannot have his way

And then he calls for Frum while he's suckin' his thumb

You see, he doesn't want to play

Too late to be known as Hussein the First

He's sure to be known as Barry the worst

A pox on that phony king of America!

While he taxes us to pieces

And he robs us of our food

The U.S. Constitution keeps slippin' down

Underneath his pointed shoe

Ah! But while there is a merry man

in Palin's wily pack

We'll find a way to make him pay

And take our money back

The minute before he knows we're there

The Tea Party’ll snatch his underwear

The breezy and uneasy king of D.C.

The snivellin' grovellin'

Measly weasely

Blabberin' jabberin'

Gibberin' jabberin'

Blunderin' plunderin'

Wheelin' dealin'

Prince Barry, that wanna-be king of America

Yeah!