There once was a president who was a great fool,
Made everyone wonder what he'd done in school.
His speech and his grammar were always a blunder,
As audiences cringed while the language he'd plunder.
This great fearless leader ruined all, bit by bit,
If I had the chance in his face I would spit!
Though I can’t and I won’t for he is hiding now,
If given the chance I would ask him just how
He could make such a mess
And cause so much duress.
What on earth was he thinking
Without so much as blinking?
Bankrupting the country for him was a must
His ugly, dumb face I would so love to bust!
Though my feelings for him no mere words can tell
He has caused so much pain and made life living hell.
You ask what inspired this political rhyme?
The horrors that stem from a chilling subprime.
While his buddies on Wall Street live high off the hog
The rest of us bastards are left in a fog.
Cheap oil for our cars and our goods to be trucked,
Regardless of whether our planet gets f*cked!
Though he feels what he did was so mighty and high,
You and I can begin kissing our old lives goodbye.
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