His mind was warped, the mirror wasn't cracked.
His discernment nonexistant, cognition lacked.
He pushed forward cluelessly, awash in self doubt.
Always shuffling in circles, what was he about.
 
He spoke in a whisper, alternating with screams.
With his head up his butt, what were his dreams.
He always  listened intently to the bugs in his ears.
The voice of a puppetmaster that nobody hears.

If Joe wasn't in charge, do you think he'd even know.
Would things be one iota different, if he ran the show.
We're stuck with a charlatan, controlled by a snake.
Both of them wackjobs, perhaps both on the take.

The corruption's wide spread, the evidence gathered.
Biden can deny all he wants, we don't buy his blather.
Joe's cognition declines daily, his mind slipping away.
His backing out of the picture, would be more than okay.

The world needs a break, America needs some relief.
He's robbed America of her honor, an in the night thief.
We need to get on the right path, not the fast track to Hell.
I refuse to be buying Joe Biden's claptrap and swill.