Mama got runover by Barack Obama, a christmas carol
Sung to the tune of Grandma got runover by a reindeer
Mama done got run’d over by Barack Obama. On the road to the White House Christmas Eve. You can say there’s no such thing as Santa, but as for me and Bubba we believe. She’d been drinking Rummy’s Kool-Aid and voted for the War, as we begged her to do no more. But she forgot her triangulation, and she staggered out the door. When we found her Christmas morning, at the scene of the attack, she had book-prints on her forehead, and an incriminating book, the Audacity of Hope on her back.
Now we’re all so proud of Bubba, He’s been taking this all so well. See him in there carousing the females, drinking root beer and playing cards with James Carville. It’s not Christmas without Mama, and Chelsea’s dressed in black and we just can’t help but wonder: Should we open up her gifts, or send them back? Send them back!!
Now the Ham is on the table and so is the sweet potato pie and the gold and platinum candles that would just have matched the Miss Clairol in Mama’s head. I’ve warned all my friends and neighbors better watch out for yourselves, they should never vote for a man who cavorts with neo-cons like Condi and endorses devilish elves (like Joe Lieberman).