They criticized poor Jeb For showing off his gun And trying to get street cred’ When he don't have none His glasses have been shed The Clark Kent image done And now he’s chumping Trump Just to have some fun
Poor, poor, poor Jeb Has found his energy But it took his brother’s help And Trump’s insults ya see Will he win in the end How come you’re asking me? I don’t know the answer Or his destiny
I call him poor Jeb But here goes the hitch No matter what I called him He would still be rich His detractors probably say He’s a son- of- a- ***** No offense intended Mama Bush PUT DOWN that switch!
Poor Jeb sure knows how To maintain his composure Despite the barbs and insults That just goes to show ya He’s looking for results And some final closure For him the Presidency Is the ultimate ambrosia