I don't mean to sound brash but:
Are you out of your fucking mind?
You decided to play poker
With 8 million people's lives.
If this is you going all in,
I'm sorry you have to be bluffin.
You shouldn't be able to gamble
With livelihoods you didn't earn.
You've shutdown the government.
You look like morons.
The most hated congress,
Since the start of progress,
I hope you are proud of
Those smiles you gave
As you left the conference.
8 million people will thank you
For having no conscious.
You shut down the D.O.D.
The DC Giant Panda Cam.
And while Google runs the doodle
For the 123rd anniversary of
It is unopened
Until you can stop playing like amateurs
At a political game of hot potato
No one wanting to take the blame
For making the train stop before getting in motion.
It's one thing to gamble,
With your godforsaken position,
And another thing entirely
To play with people.
It's like your addicted
To chaos and conflict.
I think you need rehab.
Maybe a campaign season of rest.
While the federal employees
Piece together the chips of their lives
That you got the chance to gamble with.
How dare you smile at the pain of American's
While you'll never live
These next few days
Of being hostages in your game.
Nice poker face.
But the table is closing.
The casino is shut down.
And sooner or later
Like any addict,
You'll need your fix.
You had one job to do.
And instead you decided to play hookey
And gamble away
8 million lifesavings.
All my disappointment,
A Most Unhappy Onlooker