Please Mr. Postman (ObamaCare Remix) by Jim Treacher
In honor of Hussein Obama’s gaffe at the scripted townhall in New Hampshire in which he actually admitted how screwed up the post office is (which is government run), I present to my readers: Please Mr. Postman (ObamaCare Remix) by Jim Treacher (h/t Michelle Malkin):
Oh yes, wait a minute, Mr. Postman
Way-ay-ay-ait, Mr. PostmanPlease, Mr. Postman, look and see
If I qualify for surgery
I’ve been waiting a mighty long time
Just to hear from that doctor of mineThere must be some word today
About my much-needed hospital stay
Please, Mr. Postman, look and see
What are my chances of mortality?I’ve been standing here waiting, Mr. Postman
So-oh-oh unhealthy
For just a word from my physician
Saying he’ll be getting ’round to mePlease, Mr. Postman, look and see
If it’s a gurney or a hearse for me
I’d like to ask, if you really don’t mind
For just a minute of a specialist’s timeSo many days you passed me by
If I don’t get help soon, I’ll probably die
You wouldn’t stop to make me feel better
I’ve got worse health care than an Irish SetterPlease, Mr. Postman, look and see
What are my chances, oh yeah, of recovery?
You know, it’s been so long
Yeah, since I heard ’bout those lab tests of mineYou better wait a minute, wait a minute
Whoa, you better wait a minute
Please, please, Mr. Postman
Please check it and see, am I a casualty?You better wait, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute
Please, Mr. Postman
It’s not just a rumor, please look at this tumor[slow fade while descending into the grave]
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Dave B
