His face was unreadable, always with the same stupid look.
You could tell when he was angry, because he visibly shook.
When he was caught in a quandary, he looked just as dumb.
He would fidget and squirm like he sat on his thumbs.
Sometimes his mouth drops open and he gasps like a fish.
You won't see Joe Eating crow, humility is his least favorite dish.
Sometimes he sounds coherent, right after his medication.
That's when his temper is quick, when he senses denigration.
That's when everyone's treated to the real Joe Robinette Biden.
He quickly loses his self control, his emotions aren't hiding.
He'll hem and he'll haw, growing uncharacteristically verbose.
He'll usually talk out of both ends, things can really get gross.
His tirades can end suddenly, like someone shouts in his ear.
"You're losing it Joe, it's time you get the hell out of here"
His expression returns to stupid, he seems lost for a minute.
Everyone I'm sure must be thinking, Good lord what a dimwit.
He will do a quick fake twostep, as he smirks like a fool.
That's when I finally realize our president's a zombie ghoul.
If he doesn't fall on his face, his handlers put an end to his day.
They all know the routine, Joe's hand is taken, Joe's led away.
More and more often, this is how the daily charade ends.
Joe shuffles off stage,  ignominously cutting the wind.
The smell always lingers around a heck of a lot longer than Joe.
I really don't know what to think, standing there holding my nose.
Joe didn't say a damned thing but everyone got the message.
With this fool in charge, America was being held hostage.
D.L. Crockett -- 7/17/23