Robinette Biden the II, the future King of D.C.
His path to succession is almost history
Lie to the people, Always subvert the truth.
Exaggerate everything, especially self worth.
Have your media cohorts, cover your tracks.
Make it sound innocent, your son smoking crack.
Destroy your opponent, with lies and smears.
Flip out and get angry, be ready with the fake tears.
Influence elections, steal them if you must.
 Everything's a conspiracy, who can you trust.
Pay people for voting, make it easy as Pie.
Make sure everyone votes, even those who've died.
The DOJ's in your pocket, with kangaroo courts.
Always poo-poo it when you crap in your shorts.
Follow Obama's instructions, dance to his tune.
Hang onto his coattails, a double-edged goon.
Deny everything, if accused, claim you're abused.
 Smile stupidly, everyone loves being schmoozed.
Use your teleprompter, then edit your speech.
Let the MSM edit the gibberish, and call it a peach.
If all goes as planned, you rewin your throne.
Even though it's obvious, you're a retarded clone.
The Biden plan for the future, a commie nightmare.
An election won by deceit, where everything's fair.
Our piece of the American pie is a helping of despair..
America, love it or leave it, our freedom of choice.
The Democrat agenda, to shut down our voice.
D.L. Crockett -- 6/16/24