Such Great Delight

Watching you run from the truth each night
Is truly this conservative’s great delight.
“The P-word’s a lie!” With tears in your eyes
You cried and tried to justify your own lies.

“It’s perfectly fine for me to lie,” says you
“But a neocon cannot such a terrible thing do.”
For liberals are noted for their integrity
And the P-word cuts into that reality.

The stone cold silence of truthful real
Moved rapidly across your liberal zeal.
Silence arrived on schedule this time
No new surprises for this man of rhyme.

The excuses you used were never bought
You’re running away from the truth so hot
Iraq is won by the Bush regime
Another lie proven so it would seem.

The yellow cake was moved to Canada land
What’s that you said about the Niger brand?
No nuke research, Saddam did not cheat
Seems that’s a lot of cakes for him to eat!

Your boy Obama has changes his stance
Changing his mind for every dance
Oh, it’s OK you yell and shout
McCain also just flops about.

But wait a second with your lying crimes
You stated it clearly- forty eight times.
Send me the list of McCain’s flip-flopping
Or be prepared for more personal chopping.