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A handsome youth and wealthy parents too, The family fortune got its start in brew. Honor Church and duty he was taught, But more than often this was all for naught.
Indulged with every benefit of life, He nonetheless was central to much strife. Life's problems drew him in at every phase, Its troubles came in many different ways.
Lets be fair...the family weren't all zeroes, A handsome President and then Joe war hero. But in this youth a thing or two off beat, Good Lord this Harvard student was a cheat!
Another took his test while at that school, When caught the young man said "I was a fool." Out and then returned for this cheap act, While other mortals permanently sacked.
A family man with children and a wife, Faithful to her promised he for life. But booze and girls and parties through the night Sleaze no rarity he's quite a sight!
His adulation by the crowds still great, In spite of death for her that stayed out late. Death was slow it came from suffocation, Not quick like drowning or in conflagration.
Her air supply abundant for a time, If help would come... it only costs a dime! He swam for home the safety of his friends, No thoughts for her 'til legal issues tend.
Was Samuel Johnson's view of "vain" so true? Power wealth position brought him through! NOW... false feminists all shrug, Like Paula Jones her case swept under rug.
The leprechaun of booze he did embrace, The fleeting youthful look abandoned face. Divorce and later parties near the sand, Close to cries of rape and rocking band.
He's held by Senators in high esteem, "A worldly man but he is on our team." Since character they say does not relate, To holding any office for the State.
In oaken Senate chamber does he sit, Raised high above them roasting on his spit. Integrity of them he brings to question, This hypocrisy brings indigestion.
The roast of Bork, a genius of the law, In microscopic detail searched for flaw. Finding none they drop him anyway, They wanted one with socialistic sway.
On ethics probes he holds much power and might, Passed on her who launched the armored strike. Our tanks crush people with no proven sin, Infants gassed then burned, cries lost in din.
Coifed and tassel shoed he shines with grace, Home State people vote him every race. Those who want free lunch give much support, Weird outer fringe he's also skilled to court.
In TV, Times, and Post his sins toned down, Controlling owners hold him with renown. These People through their puppets shape the crowd, The bewildered, strange and angry praise him loud.
Many politicians of both sides the same, Power from the people? Yes, a game! This country is the best there is no doubt, Yet people like this makes one want to shout.
An IQ. test perhaps for those who lead? And character above reproach a need? Though free from sin no mortal ever born, Yet leaders like this maybe we should scorn.
But Jonathan Swift is great and I'm his fan, His insight deep into the soul of man. Concerning pride and problems that it brings, Perhaps this is why to trouble Ted does spring.
Yes. Some applaud his life some see him gross, And in Massachusetts he with pride they boast. But cheer up, the voting system IS the best, Since truth ended any presidential quest.
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Composed by Sally... my beautiful wife... This was written as a senior English major at a Catholic College...The administration hated it for the Kennedy family was at that time viewed with God-like reverence.....But they ultimately relented and Sally did graduate with high honors.
Coulter is on the money with her Kennedy family description.