To be fair And I might say, perfectly clear It his paradigm to prepare Jeb Bush is quite aware Of the tortoise and the hare Despite fits and starts and a scare He’s convinced that he’ll be there And his victory is close it’s near
His burden was a ton But when it’s all said and done He’ll be the only one Basking in the sun Counting all his mon’ Happy to have run Declared the favorite son It didn’t take a Gatling gun
Jeb’s been Mild mannered And meek Going after What he seeks Though it took a while to peak It didn’t mean the man was weak He’ll be dancing cheek to cheek Showing off his new technique A risen star so to speak
Now some might say He’s dreaming At least that’s how it’s seeming But he’s plotting and he’s scheming Quietly instead of screaming See his future’s bright and gleaming And he cannot help but beaming At the others futile scheming