I nearly died of polio,
But thanks to FDR
I got through the imbroglio
And now I am a star—
My story motivational
I’m happy to recount,
And hear applause sensational
Unto the rafters mount—
But God forbid that anyone
Who suffers from disease
Or illness (it’s no honeymoon,
I offer sympathies)
Should hope for or expect to have
Healthcare’s remediation
Without money to grease the salve—
Fanciful ideation!
My sympathies extend no further
And it is not a glitch:
My actions count as good as murther
If it enriches Mitch!
I nearly died of polio
Except for Roosevelt,
But greed is my First Folio,
Not poor folks—oy gevalt!