QUESS WHO

Disclaimer ;
The political opinions expressed in this story,
Do not reflect the opinions of anybody.
They are expressly and strictly for fun!


Once upon a time on a farm called pajamas,
Deep in a land between Cexico and Manada,
There dwelled a prosperous herd of llamas,
Their farm got it's peculiar and famous name,
Cause they all had seven pairs of pajamas,
From over the hills and valleys and far away,
And with the help of the head llamas that be,
This dark and sinister llama moved in to stay,
He became the llama leader, don't you see,
And made all the  llamas do things his way,
If the llamas got sick they couldn't get well,
Llama leaders health plan held them in sway,
They could see the vet when it got cold in hell,
Taxes kept going up, it took most of their wool,
The llamas had to sell their pajamas as well,
While their overseas neighbors' coffers got full,
Their babies starving, their wool wouldn't grow,
The llamas got disgusted, and said this is bull,
Now how can we stop him does anyone know,
It's already too late the doomdayers  do say,
He's gone too far there's no way to stop him,
But the llamas all know if together they stay,
Even though the outcome looks mighty grim,
They'll put it all back like it's always been,
And pajama farm all the trouble will stem,
And they'll never trust an Obama Llama again,