(Dedicated to SI blog reader Gora, who first recognized the charlatan. This post is mainly for our North American readers who understand the context better.)

Tis’ Christmas eve in America
Columbia Mall on Patuxent Rd is full
the Starbucks Latte line is long
but I have no cause to smile
for I ain’t got no job this year
Where have all your promises gone.

There’s a deep chill in the air
powder snow on the ground
All day long and all night,
I’m short of breath
gasping, gasping for O2
but I ain’t got no public option
Where have all your promises gone.

Was clinging to mama’s tits
when I crossed the Rio Grande.
Today I’m an honors student
scared of being victim #391,478
on your deportation order this year
Where have all your promises gone.

I used to enjoy my Internet
all my apps used to run fast
Net neutrality was my assurance
until you sold us out to the ISPs
Where have all your promises gone.

On my fifth tour of Kandahar
I know the back roads of hell.
Between the landmines and jihadis
I got no hope of returning alive
Where have all your promises gone.

Social Security & Medicare
flounder on rocky shores
But to fill your campaign coffers
you gave tax breaks to the rich
Where have all your promises gone.

You are the 21st century Judas
who treacherously betrayed us
You dashed our hopes
the ones who lifted you up
In your traitorous greed
all you care about is another term
Where have all your promises gone.