Something's Going Off. When the early election votes rolled in Vainglorious Donald could not hold off, It was a result he alone had no doubt in So he prematurely started to spout off. He'd felt a winner, right from the run in, He'd never seen his term as just a one-off And when Don's on a roll, don't dare butt in, Like the polls Don has no automatic shut off. Oh, but what a dark day Don did waken in, In the wee wee hours Sleepy Joe had taken off, Since those blue post-its have begun to weigh in Don demanded those accountable take the day off. Now Don tossed every (ill)legal appeal in- Forget due process, Don wants this deal off, His base vote's left a hole big enough to piss in And suddenly he's getting a democratic kiss off. In Arizona and Nevada, states he gets flipped in Don is sweating, steaming and feeling ripped off, He'd been hoping for a red-hot Southwestern love-in, Now even Sweet
JesusGeorgia's telling him to shove off. From right to left, the tide and vote drifts in Till Don's glowering towering rhetoric lifts off, Language a drunken sailor would take delight in- Don's script writers hear a screw up, a total write off. Donald is in the White House and he's staying in- It looks like finding that ol' safe room's paying off- Ain't no better hidey-hole to hold out and obstruct in Though millions have told him it's time he fucked off.