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One day while in DC, I saw the epitome
The bully pulpit in detail, driving down a paved trail
A nations leader who waved & grinned
who knows where that hand has been
A security buffer all around inspecting every inch of ground
Stealing from us our hard earned dough
and wasting it from head to toe
No matter how much power the politicians obtain
In scandals, news of the hour, our nation recovers from the pain
No matter how slick he can be
He won't legislate my rights from me
A disgrace to the office occupied
He bring new meaning to a lie
He'll leave a foul taste in history
The left wing shrouded in hypocrisy
