Political issues, everyone has them,
Just like all flowers have a stem.
Republicans, democrats, parties galore,
Seems like that's all you hear about anymore.
Donkeys, elephants, transsexuals, and gay pride,
When you ask a politician their viewpoint, They all seem to hide.
Medicare, Medicaid, Obama's the president,
An immigrant's dream, to become a resident.
All these problems, when will they end?
It seems like twice as many come with each new trend.
All this debt is gonna hurt in a couple of years,
Many soldiers still dying, leaving their mother's home in tears.
It's sad to see the U.S. Slipping through the crack,
When will this wonderful country get back on track?
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