The President Lies 1-20-15

The President Lies A poor person cries In his hair he has white As his lies fill the night. Don't tell me no lies 'Cause I hear the cries Of the needy, the poor, The disabled and sure. Who are you to say To a bill yes or nay? Who do you think you are You who come from afar? You lied from the start You were like a fart Sounds great at first Smells like crap in the end. You may sound good You may look great But I'm not falling For your pile of poo. I scrape people like you Off the bottom of my shoe. So good night to you Good night to your poo.