Woodrow Wilson
Was a bit of a prick.
Up his butt
Was a great big stick.
And not the kind
That Teddy liked to carry.
It was a rod of righteousness
And frankly pretty scarey.
On the one hand
He was racist
On the other hand
Progressive.
After the Great War
His hunt for Reds
Was too Excessive.
He fought
For the League of Nations.
Then
He had a stroke.
He got a "F"
in Political relations.
And his spirit
Broke.
Maybe if he hadn't
Been such a goody-goody,
More people
Would've been his friend
And hailed him
As "Woody."
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