Boys and girls Clutch your peals We’re living in Divergent worlds Look at the tweets That he hurls And the reactions That they unfurl
Golly gee How could this be I wonder whether It’s just me Who has the vision To look and see We’re heading toward Shear misery
Betcha by golly wow It all is happening now Yet it doesn’t raise an eyebrow He must be a sacred cow To whom we must kowtow Or risk getting pow-pow Unless we’re sure to bow And swear not to disavow
Hey didle didle Rome burned While Nero fiddled Are we just gonna twiddle Our thumbs or solve the riddle Let’s split it down the middle This is not the time to piddle Or take him off the griddle