You can’t take Obama from me
Okay, now sing the following song from Mr. Black (my brother) to the tune:
“Liarsly.” Or maybe “Goodbye little Shrub”
I think Liarsly, pronounced Liars-lie….
At any rate, it’s better than my song, which consisted of mainly one line, chanted over and over, to the annoyance of pretty much everyone around me, although my kids enjoy joining in:
Repeat that about fifty times at the top of your lungs, outside, while your dumbass neighbor with the McCain/Palin sign in his front yard does his yard work. He’ll love it.