Dum diddy dum diddy dum,
The Dems went off to war.
They flew a white flag on a pole;
The enemy shot them all.
Dum diddy dum diddy dumb.
Into the future flew Social Security,
Winged with invisible feathers.
It landed down far, a lead non-star,
Together with Warm-World Weathers.
The enviro, he was happy,
When temperatures did rise,
And said, with sappy laughing,
“That Gore, he tells no lies.”
But now, he’s drunk with boozing,
And shrivels away his youth:
A cold front came in cruising
With inconvenient truth.
There was an old witch, name of Clinton,
Who brewed for a village some tea.
They lapped up the drops of her poison
And blinded, they swore they could see.
Tickety tackety tock,
The Pope stood on the dock.
He then fell down,
The rope held sound,
Tickety tackety tock.