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The Reagan
by Frank Jacobs
Once upon a cold November, back in `80, you'll remember, Came to pass a great election, with a wondrous change in store; By a landslide, one was winning, promising a new beginning; Tall and proud, he stood there, grinning, like so many times before; Who was he, this cool one, grinning, like so many times before? 'Twas The Reagan, nothing more.
Once he was inaugurated, Reaganomics he created, Promising a balanced budget, like we had in days of yore; "Though," he said, "our debt is growing, and a bundle we are owing, "I'll cut taxes, 'cause I'm knowing this will save us bucks galore;" "Please explain," a newsman asked, "how will this save us bucks galore?" Quoth The Reagan, "Less is more."
Pushing for defense, he pleaded, brand-new missiles would be needed: "That's the only way," he said, "to keep the country out of war;" "True," he said, "they're not required, and they're not meant to be fired; "In five years they'll be retired--still we must build hundreds more;" "Tell us why," a newsman asked, "we must be building hundreds more?" Quoth The Reagan, "Jobs galore."
Was he real or from a movie? "Make my day" sure sounded groovy, Standing up to Congress or the rebels in El Salvador; Flicks like "Rambo" he promoted (sev'ral times, it should be noted); Once John Wayne he even quoted, when Kaddafi threatened war; "Does this mean," a newsman asked, "we're heading toward a Mid-East war?" Quoth The Reagan, "Hit the shore."
During times he wasn't dozing, many plans he was proposing, Dealing with the deficit, which he no longer could ignore; "Cuts," he said, "I'm recommending, pending our ascending spending, "With attending trends suspending, then extending as before." "Does this mean," a newsman asked, "a balanced budget like before?" Quoth The Reagan, "Nevermore!"
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