![]() Hang Down Your HeadA Poem by Bob B(Can be sung to the tune of the folk song "Hang Down Your Head, Tom Dooley.")
Hang down your head, dear Donald. The limits have been breached. This time you really blew it. And you’re bound to be impeached.
You say your calls are perfect. Help us to understand: If they're so perfect, how have They gotten so out of hand?
Since you've been in office, The lying's never ceased. What will come to light when More transcripts are released?
You have abused your power. You've done it all along. Now you've been caught red-handed. How can't you know right from wrong?
Hang down your head, dear Donald. The limits have been breached. This time you really blew it. And you’re bound to be impeached.
Extorting foreign leaders To help with your campaign Shows that poor behavior Is something you can't restrain.
And Rudy Giuliani Only makes matters worse. His inane distractions Will end up being a curse.
You know how you'll spin it By doing what you always do. You'll attack your accusers, But they'll still come for you.
Your sycophants in Congress… Will they let you off the hook, Even though you're a danger And even though you're a crook?
Hang down your head, dear Donald. The limits have been breached. This time you really blew it. And you’re bound to be impeached.
-by Bob B (10-3-19) © 2019 Bob BReviews
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