No Golden Years

You worshipped FDR from afar/ As you bought a jalopy for your first car/ The New Deal President was your do no wrong guiding star/ Then came the war with you rearing to even the score/ You gladly played the ration game/ Because you believed everyone was treated the same/ The draft was fine as long as there were no shirkers or slackers or black marketeers living it up behind while you and Mr. Smith and Mr. Jones were manning the line/ And Rosies around the country remained sublime driving rivets and punching the clock for the first time/ Then you were wild about Harry/ And let Truman have his way/ Though you might not have liked his Korea stay/ You tried but cried when Stevenson lost his races/ But in spite of that, you thrived as Eisenhower put the nation through her paces/ You only chose to see one of JFK's two faces of Camelot and family man without the serial infidelity and stolen West Virginia and Chicago vote traces/ With LBJ you stood to do the nation's good/ Of punishing the South and making Wallace swallow the words the moment they left his mouth/ Nixon you despised even though he brought the peace you prized/ Ford was but a tall and clumsy toad in the middle of the road/ And up you elevated Carter until with much regret you realized you were smarter than a leader who would spend a billion on an energy plant and then delay it for a snail darter/ And then to see your whole country by Middle Eastern madmen taken hostage/ That caused a change in you and you became one of them-a Reagan Dem/ But that was not to last/ Your mule just runs too fast/ So there you cast again for Mondale/ Who would have taken us to hell/ And then you went Greek for Dukakis/ Bush One you could not bear/ So you were relieved to hear of Clinton of the Ozarks/ You knew he was sly with the little lie that would always fly/ But he was your Peck's bad boy-who cares if he kept an intern or two for a toy/ It was a water cooler story you could enjoy/ And if the fate of a few weirdos in Waco wasn't so nice it wasn't you who was paying the price/ You had heeded the sound advice "to live like a Republican, vote Democrat"/ Bush Two brought too much strife/ You couldn't bask in your life/ With at your throat, a Jihadi knife (like Damocles' sword for the masses)/ You couldn't have cared less that at lasses Crawford George did not make passes/ But you have unknowingly elected one who you thought would have protected, but instead is the sum of all your fears/ Bent on stealing your golden years/ You trusted him to wipe away your tears/ No you could not stand to see your government bloated/ And when your peer McCain lost, you gloated/ Your cheers for Obama were full-throated/ He would be the moderate sound manager, the super competent gatekeeper/ Only now are you waking up to the fact you elected your own grim reaper/ Rise to resist pathetic sleeper/ Do more than be a silent weeper/ Through years of effort to scrimp and save, you've tilled your soil/ And now should come calm, but you are starting to boil/ You've fought your lifetime to prosper after years of toil/ But the man you put in office is determined to help you shuffle off this mortal coil.