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Jul 2015
By: Cedric McClester

It don’t look like he’ll escape this
He’ll forever be known as a ******
He’s lucky that they didn’t tape it
Which is why he continues to fake it
Now it looks like he’s going down
Even Whoopi had to come around
‘Cos the evidence is so profound
It’s enough to make a swimmer drown

Once known as America’s dad
He’s lost the reputation that he had
And the whole situation is sad
Now that the good is overshadowed by the bad
‘Cos despite a family and a lovely wife
He chose to live a more risqué life
Guess he loved an element of strife
And the examples are clearly rife

It’s a never ending parade
Of the various women he’s laid
Did I mention they never got paid
Despite all the money he’s made
An unapologetic *** offender
Made ‘em feel like they were on a ******
After drugging them into surrender
Then sexing them rough or tender

Now that his reputation is in tatters
Hope he’s discovered what really matters
More than the accolades that only flatters
His ego as his friends and fans scatter
Seen him lately he’s looking so old
How many more times will the story be told
See it doesn’t seem to be getting cold
Looks like his tent is about to fold

He ain’t that funny anymore
‘Cos he’s rotten right to the core
And past supporters aren’t even sure
He’s not guilty like they were before
They used to be so confident
But they no longer share that sentiment
See they wonder where the luster went
They understand that the women weren’t sent

Copyright ©, Cedric McClester.  All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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