By: Cedric McClester

That’s the way the cookie crumbles
Or the orange slices
Now that he’s removed our troops
And reconstituted ISIS
He’s abandoned erstwhile allies
Leaving them to their own devices
And the words he had to say
Were not among the nicest

He added insult to their injuries
By saying they’re no angels
And that there’s lots of sand to play with
I wonder what’s his angle
See all it took was one phone call
Or maybe they just dangled
His towers there in Istanbul
In which he is entangled

They were once our friends
But with an expiration date
We abandoned them real quick
And left them to their fate
Proving we are unreliable
Which they have got to hate
We were once the beacon of the world
But now we’re second rate

That’s the way the cookie crumbles
Or the orange slices
Now those who ally with us
Can see what the price is
See, we cannot turn back the clock
So don’t ask me what my advice is
Pray to the Lord on High
That he stops rolling the dices




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