Fox News makes me laugh With their fuzzy math Three against seventy-nine Is a **** poor paradigm For overturning an election Where the American people Have already made their selection In the opposite direction
Although his skin is thin There’s no way Trump can win The transition should therefore begin Immediately and he should resend His order to his minions not to cooperate Cuz that won’t change his fate The one he has to anticipate Going into the prison gate
The Republicans should be ashamed To be caught up in Trump’s game And pretend that it’s all the same When the picture is out of the frame They’re so afraid of his Twitter tweet That they bow down at his feet Trying to avoid the fate they might meet Because it’s said revenge can be sweet
Seventy-nine percent of those polled Believe Biden’s election will hold And if I may be so bold Trump’s resistance is leaving us cold He’s gotta give up the ghost And begin to realize that he’s toast Before his **** is the roast That we slice off the most