With bone spurs flared up and a head filled with fears.
He wanted to be Prez for at least 6 more years.
Chi Nuhh did this, it wasn't my fault.
Ivanka dear child, more fries... Extra salt.
The red phone started ringing (Oh man that guys mad)
Wake up 45 signal claims that its Vlad.
I owe who... how much???
This cant turn out good.
I'll just sell a tower, its in the best 'hood.
There wont be a penthouse with gilded hand rails.
(I hear they send politicians to the very best jails)
Just a hard lonely bed. Nothing fit for a wussy.
The grabbing in there wont be by the pussy.
I asked them to love me in suburbs and towns.
But all they gave back were electoral thumbs down.
Last time we had "emails", this time we tried "Hunter"
But nothing could help as I'm clearly a Punter.