I Ain't Buyin' It Baby
Have you heard the national pundits scream?
Joe Biden won the election all clean.
But the numbers look crazy
And if you are not lazy
You can take a look and see what I mean.
Observe Allegheny, see what is meant;
Hundred thousand more votes from shrinking tent;
People are moving away;
Democrat county decay;
Record Dem votes implausible event.
See Maricopa, in Arizona.
Look at Kent, Oakland, Wayne, and Washtenaw.
None of the vote counts make sense,
Look; you’ll not be on the fence;
Vote fraud more damaging than the Rona.
Check out Gwinnett, Fulton, Dekalb, and Cobb.
If you can explain it, I’ll shut my gob.
Would hold gratification.
If it was not so constricted, but broad.
Examine the vote count and you will see,
Numbers you never see in history.
Vote by mail, horrible plan;
Feast for a dishonest clan.
The numbers shout out, there’s no mystery.
Copyright © Kenneth Cheney | Year Posted 2020
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