Obamacare (less)

Rest awhile fellow wonks, and I’ll tell you a tale
of lies and deceit on the harsh campaign trail

In twenty-o-eight a young man and his spouse
rode the healthcare debate into the White House

His idea: mix the market with Uncle Sam’s brain
everyone buys insurance, so we all share the pain

On this simple idea Congress soon did unload
thus the law was written like limp spaghet’ code

Don’t be concerned, Barak crooned midst the strife
if you like your insurance, you can keep it for life

And just as get-rich schemes have too much risk
this pledge too it turned out had a huge asterisk

‘Cause policies bought smartly by folks self-employed
are now getting whacked, health coverage deemed void

Flailing about the Pres tries to backtrack
his signature law ceaselessly catching flack

And though it may one day run smooth and cheap
right now it’s hurtling toward history’s scrap heap

So listen up friends, and this isn’t a hint
when you make a firm vow, disclose the fine print

For if you do not, you’re bound to get caught
and intentions, though good, will all come to naught

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Rick Blum

Rick Blum has been writing humorous prose and poetry for more than 25 years during stints as a nightclub owner, high-tech manager, market research mogul and, most recently, alter kaker. Currently, he is holed up in his Massachusetts office trying to pen the perfect bio, which he plans to share as soon as he stops laughing at the sheer futility of this effort.