By: Cedric McClester

The President may be a goner
From the dreaded corona
Guess we haven’t turned that corner
Wonder if we’re ever gonna
He didn’t believe in wearing a mask
Whether he does now we’ll have to ask
Does he still find it a task?
Or does he want an oxygen mask

So much for his conspiracy theory
Of which by now we’ve become weary
Now his prognosis is so dreary
That I wouldn’t want him anywhere near me
And as for us turning a corner
If we believe this who do we honor?
When the President himself may be a spawner
Yet this breaking news may be a yawner

At the president’s constant insistence
And because he has such strong resistance
The White House doesn’t practice social distance
Because scientific facts he routinely dismisses
Now we’re playing a game of wait and see
Does he have it? You can search me
If he does as it might well may be
It will remain an ongoing mystery

Perhaps at last he’s learned his lesson
But he’ll probably keep us guessing
Though If he survives it will be a blessing
From on high there’s no contesting
I guess now he’ll take it serious
And if he doesn’t he’s probably delirious
Yet he could also be impervious
Though his behavior has been murderous!






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