Let’s not pretend As his madness Descends That we don’t know How this saga will end The epilogue already Has been penned Yet too few comprehend
The telltale signs Are there to see So it shouldn’t be That much of a mystery The potential ending Has a long history So let us gather At a consistory
We need to pray That it doesn’t happen Though it’s not a leap To envision him snapping Resulting in some kind Of misbegotten kidnapping Brought to an end By somebody clapping
He’s three cards short Of a full deck And I’m not saying this Out of disrespect I’m only revealing what We should detect That he is A pending train wreck