Obama, Obama, you chocolate hunk.
Too bad you’re married, your wife is a skunk
How did she find, such a wonderful man?
I hope the bitch drowns in a deep vat of SPAM!
SPAM and Obama, what a wonderful match!
I’d rather shove razor blades deep up my snatch
Than not dream about you, you dark, sexy beast.
I’d massage your muscled back with SPAM gel, at least!
Your nomenclature scares me, but oh what the heck!
I’d love to make dark brown hickeys all up your neck.
I’d admire your silhouette in tight spandex shorts
A SPAM post election erection, of sorts.
Obama, I dream of your ebony skin,
Your white drippy SPAM gel, will run down my chin,
Though your lips are much darker than a man’s lips should be,
I’d love to feel those darkened lips all over me!
Time for a cold shower and breakfast of SPAM
I’ll go on to being the dork that I am,
Only in my dreams will I shag Obama.
Then go back to being an Ex-wife and Mama!
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