Mumbling, rambling, wizened and old
This sorry old man leaves me angry and cold.
How such a fool made it this far
Must be the luck of some weird Irish star.
Now I'm expected to play fair and smile,
But against this buffoon that really does rile
Each bone in my body from morning to night,
With his cocky demeanor and memory plight.
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One last time
The stage is mine
The Media's stunned
That deal now canned.
What were they thinking
With clearly no inkling
I'd throw in a wrench
And create such a stench.
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Did you watch it, what a show
Little Mikey slammed around,
Battered slowly blow by blow
With accusations that astound.
Pocahontas on the war path,
She’s the one that wields the axe,
Indignation, poisoned wrath
Her solutions just more tax.
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Pain filled my soul as sorrow took over
I was in mourning
My wailing was heard in the East
The people in the North came to console me
The West came for condolences visit
and the south, I couldn't remember their task
I had lost a child, the son of my youth
My son was a man of valor
with the strength of the Lion
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Bombs and barbarisms
Deaths and diseases
Frauds and falsehoods
Bans and nepotisms
They take your livelihood
And steal all your money
They ban your comfort
We shout for a week or two
And then revert to status quo
I will very very probably do it again
Anyone who knows me and has a brain
Can see that Biden's old and lame
Now's the time to reignite my reign.
MAGA folks love me and want me back
They need our country set on track
For what I have all others lack
Of running stuff they know sweet jack.
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I will very very probably do it again
Anyone who knows me and has a brain
Can see that Biden's old and lame
Now's the time to reignite my reign.
MAGA folks love me and want me back
They need our country set on track
For what I have all others lack
Of running stuff they know sweet jack.
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I'm senile, demented, a has been, a dud,
At least that's the story, the Republican fad,
Yet little they know in their haste to throw dirt,
That they're helping my cause with their views so absurd.
Each arrow they fly with anger and speed
Is akin to a child that as yet doesn't read,
It has no direction it lands off its mark,
Its aim misaligned, a shot in the dark.
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They did it they really did it,
Can you believe it, can it be true;
My folks are angry, their passions lit
One voice united, this act the glue.
Little they know the hornets’ nest
They've now unleashed upon themselves,
They may well smirk at their cute start,
But I'm the ogre, they the elves.
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The more I think the more I'm sure
The odds were stacked as all can see,
The Media's rotten to the core
At least on that we should agree.
But two years on what do you think,
Did sleepy Joe succeed or fail,
I hear so many took to drink
Watching the saga of Dither and Flail.
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