Barack's the one who slammered Manning, sent Snowden on the run,
Dropped Hell-on-Fire on poor Pakis, killed a terrorist's son.
His new law lets the soldiers in to snatch you clean away,
To leave in prison till you rot; forget in court your day.
Homeland's only swelled and swelled, your data all to keep.
Yet Mr. O and Mr. Clap just promise not to peep.
His foreign p's pure neocon, he's outwarred Gen'ral Ike,
And never met a Saudi king or drone he didn't like.
What are we to make of him, who zigzags all so zany?
Who gets up feeling JFK and lies down feeling Cheney?
To me in him there's some huge gap, there's something very wrong,
This man that oozes common sense, yet strings us all along.