Christie, Bush, and Romney were walking down the street.
When suddenly a fundraiser they happened just to meet.
The fundraiser said ‘Howdy’ to these true-blue fast friends,
And taking out his checkbook he asked “Have you got pens?”
“For I will donate plenty of PAC funds to the one”
“Who shows the least desire for President to run.”
All three denied such yearnings, crying out “Pooh – Pooh!”
“We never such a foolish thing would ever, ever do!”
The fundraiser bowed deeply, and then went on his way.
The three good friends kept strolling on their cheerful holiday.
When Christie wasn’t looking, Mitt Romney made a fuss
And tripped his chubby pal into the pathway of a bus.
Now Bush and Romney mourned him with tears to fill the Nile,
And then continued with their hike (in cautious single file).
In front led Bush the Mighty, the Southern Hope of all –
And no one to this day knows how that large brick came to fall . . .
And so it came to pass that old Mitt Romney got the nod
And when he totted up the cash he found twas quite a wad.
Remember, all you voters, that no friendship can prevent
The loss of life and limb when you do run for President.