WASHINGTONCest Moi! Barack, so went a ribbing of White House hopeful Sen. Barack Obama (D-Ill.) at the 123rd annual dinner of The Gridiron Club on Saturday night where he was gently mocked to a tune from Camelot. I knowmay I sayhow well I think of me. As so, J.F.K. I shall be!
The Gridiron lyrics..
(to the tune of Cest Moi, from Camelot, Music by Frederick Lowe, Lyrics by Alan Jay Lerner)
Obama, dressed like a knight in shiny armor
As just a lad I heard the call.
And arent you glad Ill give my all?
I knowmay I sayhow well I think of me
As so, J.F.K. I shall be!
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A man who is peddling hope must have audacity!
Bring style where a grasping feminist wont do.
Climb a wall no else can climb;
Slay a Clinton in record time;
Be a man who can make a fairy tale come true!
No matter how slippery his generality,
Some vaporous dreams should be his daily fare!
But where in the world,
Is there in the world,
A man so extraordinaire?
Cest moi! Barack!
A hottie mais non?
Im far too noble too lie!
The one guy who
Stands outin my view,
Cest moi, Barack! Tis I.
Id never stray from what I believe
My incredible lifeits all true.
Tis I can make the elephants grieve,
Can turn red states to blue.
Cest moi, Barack.
Im really fired up
A new Prometheus! (with spouse)
And here I stand, specifics, untold.
Incredibly clean, articulate-bold!
To bring ME to the White House.