The Party of Abe Lincoln
has become a funeral wake.
The only punch that's served are verbal jabs.
Trump and Cruz just keep on swinging
like two bullies at recess
while the right to lead our nation's up for grabs.
The campaign trail is littered
with what stinks and often steams.
Every week there's more to hate and less to love.
No one's acting presidential.
Late night talk shows think it's bliss
as they joke about what we're all thinking of.
Honest Abe just can't believe it.
He is turning in his grave.
Truth and decency has joined him six feet down.
The Democrats are giddy.
They smell vic'try in the air.
A GOP contender can't be found.