Ode to Dick
You are the symbol
We all look up to
The all and the mighty
A hard drinking fighting man’s man
You Wyoming womanizer you.
Rise up, oh Dick
Recharge your pacemaker once more
The democrats want to deflate you
Those whimpering pussies.
But we know what you’re made of, dear old Dick
We’ve seen our bank accounts
Surge like an oil gusher
Thanks to you and your war.
You’re quick on the trigger
And you’ll shoot friend or foe
That much we know.
You carry a big stick
A strong, silent type of Dick
And you swing it like you’re Mick.
We love you Dick
That’s our song
And we sing it proudly.
We love Dick
We love Dick
He’s our man
To hell with the Democrats
Next stop Iran!