Did you ever think of a song that describes someone you know? Well, this morning I was thinking about our dear President, Barack Hussein Obama, and realized that prior to coming to office he had never made a name for himself. He has no scholarly works that were published in the Harvard Law Review when he was president of that publication. He never held a job of any responsibility. He had achieved nothing in his professional or personal life. He had not made himself a name.

Take your choice of what that name should be, but he has now earned himself a name.

The old song, A Horse With No Name, came to mind as a parody of our President’s life.

(With Apologies To Dewey Bunnell’s  “A Horse With No Name”)

To Washington we sent a man with no name
It was good to have a black as the man
In Washington you can’t remember your name
For there ain’t no one for to give you no blame

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In his first term he kissed a Frenchman’s ass
We were all sickened and aghast
That our President was so foolish and lame
Then the world turned evil and he took no blame

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We remember now the man with no name
And how he never was taken to task
After all the sliding and crabbing and faking
Now he has made his name and it’s ass, ass, ass!

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That’s all, folks!