The fool in denial, tells us the economy's swell.
While he's flipping burgers on his gas fired grill.
I can't afford any burgers, the econmy sucks.
Yet Joey's giving our taxdollars to Iranian schmucks.
Iranian oil sales are booming, Israel is on fire.
Biden sits in the basement playing taps on his lrye.
He Doesn't care for Americans he shafts our allies.
His piehole is dripping with inconcievable lies.
It's time he bows out of the picture, says tootleloo.
He's screwed the pooch willingly, nothing rings true.
The borders wide open, who the hell's coming in.
How many thousands of terrorists as Joe Biden grins.
I put the blame elsewhere,  in Martha's Vineyard.
Or The Obama D.C. residence, in Biden's back yard.
Joe can control nothing not even his bowels.
Everything Joe Biden touches, is instantly fouled.
Biden smiles insipidly as he confusedly shuffles about.
Convincing no one he's not a boring insufferable lout.
Maybe Joe should visit Israel and dodder around.
 As they put hundreds of loved ones in the ground.
He can share meaningless nothings like he did in Lahaina.
Maybe confuse Israel with Raleigh, North Carolina.
Whatever he's promising, he doesn't mean a damn word.
Always something Obama told him, something absurd.
We don't have a president, we have a pandering pud.
And an effeminate pansy married to Michele the stud.
D.L. Crockett -- 10/12/23