Hi Dave,

Here's my songwriting contribution!

Obama sat in his sitting room
He wore his peacekeeper's hat
He took upon himself the very big task
Of mediating the Ukrainian spat

A desperate rebel came to visit
His dusty cap in his hand
The rebel bowing low, said you are the man
The one with the power to save our fine land

Obama cast his most thoughtful look
He said sir you know I've got drones
When you pick up the phone from the battle zone
I promise to treat you as I would my own

CHORUS
The rebel went to his people
He rang the bells from the steeple
Countrymen, he cried, please don't be afraid
Obama has promised the rebels will be saved

Obama sat in his sitting room
He wore his peacekeeper's hat
He took upon himself the very big task
Of mediating the Ukrainian spat

The Ukraine leader puffed up with pride
Said right to Obama's eyes
I heard you met with the other side
It is the rebels or us, you must decide

Obama cast his most thoughtful look
He said sir you know I've got drones
When they pick up the phone from the battle zone
I promised to treat them as I would my own

CHORUS (w/ change)
The leader went to his people
He rang the bells from the steeple
Countrymen, he cried please don't be afraid
Obama has promised the rebels won't be saved

Ending
The moral of this story is
Go looking for the news
If you snoozed through Benghazi
You're bound to lose

(c) 2014, Lisa Gundling