And so it was that the almighty tosswad was shown the door, and crept back to Texas with his mangy tail tucked between his well-paddled Republican ass. And there was a great hallelujah across the face of the blue planet, and somewhere up on high, the angels toasted their good fortune by drinking a dram of holy water.
And to add some soul to an inauguration that has undoubtedly, for the preceding 43 occasions, been rather stilted and waspish, the legendary Reverend Joseph E. Lowery dropped a slice of street poetry straight outta the ghetto:
"In the joy of a new beginning, we ask you to help us work for that day
When black will not be asked to get back,
When brown can stick around ...
When yeller will be meller ...
When the red man can get ahead, man;
And when white will embrace what is right.
That all those who do justice and love mercy, say Amen."
Take a listen to the man:
Reverend Joseph E. Lowery - Inauguration Rap.mp3