Poor, Unfortunate Soul

My analogy today comes from Disney’s Little Mermaid.  Ursula is Obama, and she gets Ariel/Julia/the uninformed voter to accept her agenda by lying, and promising the impossible and unaffordable. 

I admit that in the past I've been in a choom gang

They weren't kidding when they called me, well, “pot head”

But you'll find that nowadays

I've mended all my ways

Repented, run for office, and reduced the debt

True? Yes

And I fortunately know how to steal elections

It's a talent that I always have possessed

And here lately, please don't laugh

I use it on behalf

Of the miserable, lonely and depressed

(Pathetic)

Poor unfortunate souls

In pain

In need

This one longing for free health care

That one wants an Obamaphone

And do I help them?

Yes, indeed

Those poor unfortunate souls

So sad

So true

They come flocking to my campaign

Crying, "Favors, Obama please!"

And I help them?

Yes, I do

Now it's happened once or twice

Someone couldn't pay the price

And I'm afraid I had to rake 'em 'cross the coals

Yes, I've had the odd complaint

But on the whole I've been a saint

To those poor unfortunate souls

([Obama:] Have we got a deal?

[Julia:] If I vote for you, I’ll never live in freedom again

[Obama:] But you'll have your man—me! Life's full of tough choices, innit?

Oh - and there is one more thing. We haven't discussed the subject of payment.

[Julia:] But I don't have any -

[Obama:] I'm not asking much. Just a token, really, a trifle. What I want

from you is . . . your “fair share”.

[Julia:] But if I can’t keep what I earn, how can I-

[Obama:] You'll have your phone! Your unemployment benefits! And don't underestimate

the importance of food stamps! Ha! )

Washington elites don't like checks and balances

They think a filibuster is a bore

Yes, around here it's much preferred

For the Bill of Rights to be ignored

And after all, dear, what is idle prattle for?

Come on, we're not all that impressed with the Constitution

True politicians avoid it when they can

But they dote and swoon and fawn

On a constituent who’s a pawn

It's those who hold their tongues who get guns banned

Come on, you poor unfortunate soul

Go ahead!

Cast your ballot!

My wife’s a busy woman

And I've got some golf to play

It won't cost much

Just your wallet!

You poor unfortunate soul

It's sad

But true

If you want to cross a bridge, my sweet

You've got to pay the toll

Take a gulp and take a breath

And go ahead and sign the scroll!

Valerie, Michelle, now I've got her, gals

The boss is on a roll

This poor unfortunate soul