Ode To Joe; There was a crooked man. He had a crooked spouse. Lived in a crooked town. Lived in the Peoples' House. He had a crooked son, Brother and sister, too. He lied to 'We The People' And claimed to be true blue. He sold out to the Commies, The Corporations' tool. He sold out to the Unions. He trafficked children, too. Our country is in peril, Our end is within sight. Unless we waken quickly And regain our former might. It's time for an impeachment As our Constitution states. For bribery and for treason 'Fore a second run he makes. Thirty-five and native-born Is all you have to be. Surely, there is one of us Destined to make us free! G. R. Backman