Sleep, baby, sleep, in peace may you slumber,
No danger lurks, your sleep to encumber,
We’ve got the missiles, peace to determine,
And one of the fingers on the button may be Donald’s.
Why shouldn’t they have nuclear warheads?
Jeb; says no, but he’s really a sorehead.
I say a bygone should be a bygone,
Let’s make peace the way we did in Stanleyville and Saigon.
Once all the Senators were warlike and mean,
But that couldn’t happen again.
They’ve all been elected over and over again,
Marco and Ted have hardly bothered us since then.
So, sleep well, my darling, the sandman can linger
We know our buddies won’t give us the finger
Heil – hail – the Grand ol’ Party
Hail to our loyal ally!
Will scare ISIS.
I hope they’re half as scared as I!