The president has exceeded Decorum by far American cities aren’t the Province of Anbar If he brings in the troops We’ll all bare the scar Of a president who took His power too far
The president doesn’t know Where to draw the line, Despite the roadblocks He’s likely to find He bulldozes ahead As if he is blind But if he keeps it up He’ll die on a vine
The president is obviously Tone deaf Our nation’s in morning And we are bereft He pushes the limits Until nothing’s left Other than a stroke Or maybe his death
The president hasn’t read The Bible or Constitution And he’s rolled back the laws Against air pollution As if climate change Is some kind of solution But everything he does Is lilliputian