We The People
Back in twenty sixteen
the people with the knowledge
said, He didn’t win the popular vote;
let’s trash the electoral college!
Then in twenty twenty,
extra millions came to vote;
chances that was legit
seem more and more remote.
Now it’s twenty-four
and Trump has won them all:
whitehouse, house and senate.
Blew up the great blue wall.
The people with the knowledge
would rather sink than swim,
“He doesn’t have a mandate;
the margins are too thin!”
And so for four more years,
our politics are cursed.
The MAGAs want things great again,
progressives fear the worst.
Don’t shoot, I’m just the messenger;
I voted for the guy
who cast his lot with MAHA,
watched We The People die…
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