Wily Old Fox - In Biden's Own Words
I bend and I sway,
I’m a wily old fox,
Let Trump rue the day
I jumped from my box.
I’m now running wild
On the meadows I love,
My colleagues quite riled
As I give them a shove.
Third time’s a real charm,
I’m the man of the hour,
The one to wreak harm,
As they all run and cower.
They say I’m too old,
But little they know
My stamina’s great,
So let them all crow.
The fun’s barely started,
I’m riding the wave,
My victory charted,
The country I’ll sway.
My friendly demeanor,
My steely resolve,
Trump’s fight may be meaner,
But watch this evolve.
The media’s all with me,
The Unions can’t wait,
So just wait and see
Me become head of State.
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