An overcast start to a hot muggy day,
And I realize that I have nothing to day,
So I’ll dig around into that matter that’s gray
And come up with some damned thing any old way.

I wish that the media saw their way clear
To tell me what happened, not what I SHOULD hear.
I want to know who did what, to whom, and where
But that’s not what normally gets on the air.

Instead they explain only what THEY think’s news
And ignore any issue that won’t match their views.
They edit and cut and revise as they choose
Until what we get only serves to confuse.

Like what our dear FLotUS on commencement night
Said to throw gasoline on our racial firefight
Just because she cannot quite get over her spite
And forgive her black parents for not being white.

Yes, I want to hear who, what, when, where, how, and why
But I’ll bet Mooch’s comments don’t cause hue and cry
‘Cause the alphabet editors all will deny
That she is as racist as that Sharpton guy.

And before I go get me my sweet bun and tea
Let me give you some helpful advice that is free:
When you get a new puppy to hold on your knee,
Please consult the directions before assembly.