Old Man Biden
Dat old Joe Biden
He must know somethin
But seems like nothin
But he keeps rollin
He Keeps on rollin along
Old man Biden
dat old man Biden
While country’s slidin
He stays in hidin
He keeps on stumbling
He keeps on bumbling along
His best advice is
To find a crisis
Like climate change or
Some ‘viralitis’
With this malarkey
Then his autarchy goes on
You may work hard
With sweat and strain
Then make a little money
And you get the blame
But stay at home
In feckless glee
Or walk across the border
Get it all for free
When he starts speakin
Your brain starts freakin
Mind in absentia
Could it be dementia
We took our gambles
Now he just rambles along
Be he impeached
Or he be beseeched
To vacate his space
Look what takes his place!
So let old gone Joe
Let Old Sleepy Joe
Just keep on rollin along
A thing.
A human being.
Versatile human legs.
Limbs as trees.
Birth some sort of fruit.
fruit of confusing
birth trembling
strange fruit.
devour myself
a fruit of yours.
tickled fruit
smell of being
ample sweats
being
the fruit as you
your body
as limbs
break of
declare
rein
autarchy
tyrannical rule
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