John Boehner, the dark and orange

John Boehner, the dark and orange

From Cincinnati, of all cities known as the Queen,
Out of your father’s tavern, the small businessman’s dream,
Came you, O orangey tanned John, the cause of our despair.
Your stubbornness, calumniated tongue,and slicked down hair,
Entrapped our country in unescapable political mire,
While you profited mightily from the corporate empire.
You listened not to men whose souls burned for the good,
But harkened to the dead tea party hearts made of wood,
Now when families of Latin folk are safe, you curse and rant
“Sue Obama, Sue Obama” Dark orange Boehner, recant, recant.

O, John, hater of ObamaCare, give up your evil Republican ways,
And pass bills for common folk that will lengthen their days.