Cash for Clunkers and Health Care Reform

"Give me the cash, but don't call me a clunker"

I'm not all that I used to be
Time has taken its toll on me

My rusted joints hurt like hell
My engine runs, but not very well

I've lost some efficiency
I'm not exactly carbon free

Folks don't want to share my air
But I'm not so sure that's fair

And they don't want any old fools
In their insurance pools

They will pay me to go away
To the junk heap if I'll stay

They can junk me and crush me if they must
Grind me down, back to dust

But, they are about to lose my trust

I'm beginning to suspect that the same sensitive souls
Behind "Cash for Clunkers"

Are now our principal
Health care reformers