Every Four Years Or So
My wife is unhappy
What did I do
Nothing, my darling
It's not about you
But dear, you're so sad
It eats away at me
I like seeing you glad
It's how you should be
Oh, Freedom just died here
And that's why I came
If I'd have foreseen Joe Biden
I'd have stayed in Ukraine
Gosh dear, this perhaps sounds cliched:
'Cos things may look bleak today
But Biden won't always get his way
It won't be all black and white
There'll be shades of gray
Darling, you really don't get it
Ruin the USA is what socialism will do
Just wait 'til Comrades Biden and Harris
Start to tighten the screws
... Stone Cold Silence ...
What can I say, honey
You know better than me
Better pack your bags and emigrate
Democracy's too messy for you, I see
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2021
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