God's slam poet

So the Rev. Joseph Lowery is among the many fine individuals newly awarded the Presidential Medal of Freedom for 2009. The good reverend has had a long and storied career, with a recent highlight being his poetic excoriation of the Bush administration with President George W. Bush himself sitting behind Lowery as he spoke at Coretta Scott King's memorial service in 2006.

What will the loquacious Lowery say at his Freedom Medal acceptance speech? I can imagine it'll go something like this:

"Thank you all for coming today / to hear what this old bird's got to say...

What a thrill it is to receive this honor / along with Bishop Tutu, Ted Kennedy and Sandra Day O'Connor...

Harvey Milk, Sidney Poitier and many other notables / but first let me talk a little bit about potables...

It's two thousand and nine but you coulda fooled me / 'Cause discrimination remains, like in Cambridge, you see...

Where a black man, a professor, an honorable soul / gets profiled, another brother in a never-ending toll...

Cuffed in his house by a white cop he was / for raising his voice, no real probable cause...

Obama was mad but made nice, so I hear / and invited them both to the White House for beer...

The distinguished professor preferred a Red Stripe / while the chief exec wanted Bud Light (that's allright!)...

When it came to the cop, whose power he flaunted / I took a step back when I heard what he wanted...

Bad enough Gates was nabbed by this goon / but making it worse, his choice was BLUE MOON!

For Coors, millions more / thanks to this boor PR whore...

With so many choices, tasty and fine / he coulda drank oatmeal stout, ale, barleywine...

He coulda had a Rogue or a Stone IPA / Dogfish Head, Red Hook or a Guinness, I say...

Colorado gems from Left Hand or Dry Dock / maybe something from Europe like a top Doppelbock...

Man, he coulda picked Pabst or, more aptly, Pig's Eye / and how come he ain't given Sam Adams a try?

Made right in his neighborhood, in Boston no less / but it sounds like he don't get around, I guess...

Instead he drank something like lemony pee / that my aunties wouldn't touch, it might just be me...

But it's all good in the end, I don't want to insult / especially in times that are so difficult...

Economy's weak, jobs flushed down the can / still got our soldiers out in Afghanistan...

Education a shambles, environment's trash / bankers keep taking what's left of the cash...

Corruption gets deeper, health care a mess / and the poor have to live with somehow even less...

The birthers, the racists, the haters, Fox News / all giving Obama the Oval Office blues...

But one thing's for sho', they can't take away / no matter how they lie, how they rant every day...

How much they deny, how hard they attack / the plain truth is the ole White House is Black."