First I've heard of Lou thinking about it. Although I quit watching TV entirely last year.

As aliens transit our borders in gobs
we ask of you run, please, dear Mr. Lou Dobbs
as posers obama, clinton and mccain
blather forth meaninglessly, "I feel your pain"
they of our will, dare do disdain
as though we are nothing, but mad insane

clearly we are to be ruled from the top
never mind votes, we'll get only slop
as the jobs disappear, aliens never stop coming
the lies carry on, America down dumbing
wait a little longer, we surely will drown
as foisted upon us another idiot crown
like a poor aged person during Katrina
our elite panders on, to us never meaner

so would you please run, and give us a chance
man on a charger, armor and lance
that you tell just the truth, and with lies do not dance
or with sad progressives, frolic and prance
the day is sure come, that we need a change
and more than the choices, offered deranged