Shaken baby sucking on
the festive decoration,
Turning patriotic colors
to a purple stain,
Dribbling down his belly
He's the hope of generations,
The measure of the damage
we have yet to ascertain

Mammoth head of paraffin
of malleable nature,
Pounded with the platitudes
admissible for use,
Pitiful and blundering,
A mortifying creature,
His neck is too weak to
support the partial birth of truth

Misbegotten inconsolable,
The fitting end result
of his breed,
Misbegotten inconsolable,
A product of stupidity and greed.

Watch him as his dim eyes
roll back into his head,
See him struggling in his own filth to stand
Irretrievable and
overfed, he reaches
out with his desperate
little hands