Obama’s Cowboy Lament


Since Obama is running on empty, he is trying to recast his wife as just a regular bargain hunting housewife, who shops at Target, Petco, and Starbucks. She may have her own photographers and a cart without a squeaky wheel, but the public can now see her as just a suburban housewife with her own security detail.

You can sing along with this poem, just like Johnny Cash, and celebrate this new found identity of the first lady with the diamond cuffs and her own large jet. For when she isn’t flying her friends to Spain and Africa on Air Force One, she is at Target looking for bargains on paper towels and such.

Sing along to the tune of Streets of Laredo

As I Walked Out On Pennsylvania Avenue
I saw a young president clad in gray pinstripe
Cold as the earth and in need of a redo
His tears were a fallin and he railed about refi

I told him fear not, things will surely improve
He fell to his knees and commenced to wail
The people are silly and throw away their love
No one is fainting, Oh but where did I fail

I gave them health care, how fickle they are
They have unemployment and food stamps
Who knows why won’t they buy my electric car
I give them speeches and turn up the amps

Some of them are mad because of Michelle
She can waste and spend like a true profligate
But it’s only tax money, so what the Hell
I got rid of the old two seater by the south gate

It was an historical outhouse I know
Jackson and earthy guys would sit to discuss
The latest politics in order to sow
Seeds of empire and basketball without a fuss

They laughed at Michelle’s confusion
saying she used both seats at once
It was merely an optical illusion
It’s impossible to use both at once

So I send her to Target and Starbucks
Shows how she can spend but a few bucks
A wily trick, to make her seem more common
You are wrong Obama, no doubt we be knowin

She goes to Target with her own AP Camera man
And don’t forget a discreet Secret Service van
How nice that you have a wife that is so regular
We always thought she’d go straight for your jugular

The Streets of Laredo
arranged & adapted by Arlo Guthrie

As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
As I walked out in Laredo one day
I spied a poor cowboy wrapped up in white linen
All wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay

“I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy”
These words he did say as I proudly stepped by
“Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story
I’m shot in the breast and I know I must die

“‘Twas once in the saddle I used to go ridin’
Once in the saddle I used to go gay
First lead to drinkin’, and then to card-playing
I’m shot in the breast and I’m dying today

“Let six jolly cowboys come carry my coffin
Let six pretty gals come to carry my pall
Throw bunches of roses all over my coffin
Throw roses to deaden the clods as they fall

“Oh, beat the drum slowly, and play the fife lowly
And play the dead march as you carry me along
Take me to the green valley and lay the earth o’er me
For I’m a poor cowboy and I know I’ve done wrong”

We beat the drum slowly and played the fife lowly
And bitterly wept as we carried him along
For we all loved our comrade, so brave, young and handsome
We all loved our comrade although he done wrong

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Skook, make a utube of this!

I got rid of the old two seater by the south gate
It was an historical outhouse I know

OK, I’ll bite. At any other time in history I would have known this was a joke. But I have to ask, “Did the ‘O-guy’ destroy the historical relic of yore?”

Randy, that’s an idea, but I need someone who can sing, I can’t carry a tune in a bucket. I will check it out.

Rude, the story of the White House Two seater has made the rounds of PJM and other sites and had many a laugh at the expense of BHO, but alas, I know it to be only a legend, because I made the whole thing up. Yet, it is a fun story and no worse than the tripe the Obama White House passes out each day. The difference between the White House and me, besides the jets and the money is that I am a jokester and sometimes get a laugh, BHO is deadly serious and no one is laughing.

We used to take his duplicitous actions with trepidation and dread, but now that his term is winding down, we have come to realize there is little we can do with the bumbling fool in the White House; our best option seems to be to laugh at him and his outrageous pretensions.

My wife has her own security detail! Me! Skook, as always, you hit it on the head. What great joy I get from your stuff!

That’s quite brilliant, Skook (as are so many of your contributions).

It’s rare to read something really original, but I’ve also got to give a nod to Carville (coming out of another direction).

He contributes an amusing comparison with this year’s crop of GOP Presidential candidates with those of years gone by.


Now, I know the rejoinder will be “but all of them would be 10 times better than Obama.” Maybe yes/maybe no, but that’s not really the point. The point is that, with all the gifted and well qualified people living in America, circa 2011, why aren’t any of them currently serious candidates for the Presidency?

– Larry Weisenthal/Huntington Beach CA

Glad you enjoyed it Joe. I worked this morning and now I am driving to Canada with a couple of work stops along the route, but I subscribe to the philosophy of my fellow college poets from the days of old. A special group that met on Fridays and proclaimed:POETS, P*** On Everything Tomorrow’s Saturday, we talked much rougher than we really were; seriously, how tough can a bunch of poets be?

Off topic, and for no particular reason, my favorite Johnny Cash tune: Ain’t No Grave (Can Hold My Body Down)

Thanks for the kind words, regarding my original work.

Carville is an interesting character, I think that he like you has a an unserious sense of wit beneath that dour Liberal expression. He is the one liberal on the media scene that i would like to engage in a game of wit and intellectual fencing; not that i think I wold clean the floor with him, for I think he would be a formidable opponent, no I think I would fairly enjoy the experience especially since I have an understanding of the Coonasse personality.

His characters of the GOP candidates were serious pinches, at least for a couple of them; however, I noticed he backed off criticizing Caine except for the pizza criticism, which is a ploy that has gone stale. It is my nature to look deeper than the surface appearance of comments and this one has me intrigued. It is the type of thing I would need to corner him with for an explanation.

All our candidates have glaring inconsistencies; however, Cain probably has the least amount of inconsistencies in his bibliography. Of course, if we are to look at inconsistencies, Obama will probably bring more into the election than the sum total of all our candidates.

Greg, I’ve been a fan of Cash since I was a boy, but that was a new one to me. Thanks for the link.

I bet the queen felt like she was lowering herself too far down to mingle with the commoners. I’ll also bet she took several baths afterword to return herself to her usual purity.