I Want to be an Obama

I’m tired of not being the daughter of a president. Sick and tired of it.

Not just any president. I want to be the daughter of the big BHO.

My parents don’t get tickets to the exposition game between the United States and Brazil. My parents don’t come with ready-made adorable little sisters. My parents never kiss in front of a Kiss Cam. Thus, my parents don’t love me.

I want new parents.

They’re pointing at me. They just don’t know it yet.

And I want them to be the Obamas. I don’t think thats too much to ask.