A Spin Cycle

I always wonder why
Each day that passes by
You always tell a lie
This you cannot deny

In all the mail you sent
There’s lies in their content
With every lie you send
You buy your own sad end

You refuse to send any facts
Just rant with smear attacks
The room is full of hate
That is just what you create

You think Obama’s great
Since he hates the things you hate
Your ideas are rotten trash
As Obama rakes in the cash

The world Obama dreams
Will bring us to extremes
The end of peace is near
The results will be severe

Obama flops so much
A liar out of touch
He’s against the NSA
Before he voted for it today

He will get our troops out now
Except he does not know just how
He will use the public cash
But he now has too much stash

Flip flop, flip flop, flip flop
Ask a question and he’ll stop
You don’t agree with what he said
Wait for tomorrow he’ll spin you head