Joe Biden and John Fetterman, a match made in D.C.
Where the country's biggest losers, can be all they can be.
Which means fools without a conscience or scruples.
Perhaps even traitors with sacks full of Russian rubles.
A fine place for panderers, with unraveled brains.
Where politicians fill bank accounts with illgotten gains.
Where a hunger for power is welcomed, theft glorified.
If you want to be even dumber, commonsense is denied.
Where your lies will find the ears of the lefts mindless bots.
Where your bullsh*t is praised as meaningful verbal trots.
You can earn your own pedestal, in a gallery of liars.
 MSM journalists roast wieners over fake dumpster fires.
Low aspirations are welcomed, bad morals accepted.
 Losers convince themselves they're to no one indebted.
Losers dress how they want to, Drag queens are wholesome.
In D.C. you can find yourself, every perversion is welcome.
D.C. is always transforming, from bad to much worse.
Your dumb laws get passed, anything that's adverse.
Touchy-feely is welcome, Joe Biden paved the way.
Anything goes, short of murder, even that might be okay.
Trannies party at the Whitehouse, fake titties are flashed.
Drunkards are welcome, no one cares if you're smashed.
So start your campaign, tell lots of lies, use deceit.
Chances are voters will love you, and vote you a seat.
Then when you're elected, break any promises made.
Use any grift or corruption, you'll find ways to get paid.
It ain't about the people, its now all about guess who.
You can do anything now, it's what politicians always do.
D.L. Crockett -- 6/19/23