Political Chicanery

Political Chicanery By Franklin Price 8/20/1015 Political chicanery Are spoken words I say Slightly bending of the truth Is the politician's way If uttered words can scrambled be To turn the meaning 'round I think I can quite manage To pound them in the ground Excuse me while I practice Take time to coalesce I haven't done a thing at all For which I must confess Contrarily I did it all Made everything so good Made no missteps along the way Did everything I should No one ever helped me Bipartisan with my foes Confronted every problem From my head down to my toes Everywhere I fixed it all Made everything first rate Now my run for President Brings my stumping to your state Give me your nod when voting I'll guarantee you won't regret I'll continue fixing everything Leave it to me and do not fret I'll always be there for you You'll never be alone You know I'll do the best for you As I rule you from my throne