Indictments? No WorriesA Poem by Bob BDT: It makes no sense to me at all. It's really stupefying. Why don't more Americans Believe me when I'm lying?
I have had SO much practice. It's SUCH a cinch to do. After telling fibs, I start Believing they are true.
My fans, of course, have no trouble. They will not deceive me. I could say the earth is flat, And they all would believe me.
Republican opponents are scared Because I'm in control. I'm ahead of all of them In poll after poll.
I have no fear of all of these Indictments. They're baloney! If prosecutors say that they Have evidence, it's phony.
Me a co-conspirator? Well, now that depends. I prefer to say that it Is friends helping friends.
That sexual misconduct crap-- That's another gripe. I wouldn't touch those women, for They're clearly not my type!
I lie and say that Democrats Like an open border And socialism. Thus, I cause Chaos and disorder.
Oath Keepers, Qanon, And Proud Boys are my fans. I can count on them to help me Carry out my plans.
Even if I am convicted, That would be okay Because I know my fans would still Send their votes my way.
If I continue to muddy the waters, I'll be sitting pretty, For I'll turn people against the system. Aw, what a pity!
I laugh when people talk about Accountability, For don't they know that all those rules Do not apply to me?
I'll have to play the religion card To bring in millions again. Here's my plea: "O Praise the Lord And send those checks! Amen!"
-by Bob B (8-4-23) © 2023 Bob B |
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Added on August 4, 2023 Last Updated on August 4, 2023 |