We were treated to another wonderful presser,
Uncle Joe put his presidency on the line.
We were treated to whispering, to shouting,
for a posturing vegetable, Biden did just fine.
We learned some things, we saw some things,
we were told to look at things we didn't see,
We were treated to Joe's litany of stupid lies,
I was impressed, comedy shows aren't always free.
He was quick to take credit, for everything good,
for his blunders he blamed Trump, nothing new.
There was no mumbling, no mincing of words,
No sympathy showed for what he put us through.
The seals were clapping, the paid guests cheered,


Biden was in and then out of it, looking confused.
He should be home sucking his thumb, sleeping,
instead of making a fool of himself being abused.
The questions were scripted, his answers were rote,
it seemed more like a campaign for get out the vote.
The drugs must be destroying, Joe's feeble mind,
Drugs to get him jacked up, drugs to help him unwind.
Democrats pulled wool over our eyes, or so they thought.
The world was treated to another devious Democrat plot.
D.L. Crockett -- 7/13/24