McConnell tried, and tried again,
To tear down law—thus abdicating
His role and office: legislating,
For which he hardly had a yen.
To legislate he must discuss
With experts, study and research,
’Twixt complicated options lurch,
Finesse a bill, no sourpuss.
He found it easier to tear,
To denigrate, bemoan, complain,
Obstruct, obstruct, obstruct, and feign
Great indignation everywhere.
He’d rather make ad hominem
Attacks upon the president,
Claiming false birth, because descent
From Africa united them
Who were opposed to blackness in
The White House (speaking of skin tone),
His voters calling Mitch their own
Beloved Kentucky terrapin.