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Reluctantly perched at the podium.
Experts tweeting, repeating “He’s dumb.”
Reporters ask questions, red flags go up
Sweating and fretting, we yearn for Barack.
Aides stiffly maneuver and jostle for space
Crammed all together on a tiny dais.
Reckless and wild, he bumbles the words
His mind is impotent, his tie length absurd
As he lifts the restrictions, the odds go down
That nurses won’t have to buy their own gowns.
His cranium is empty except for one cell
Still driving and striving and making him yell
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up
And long ago governors got real fed up
But they’re fighting, uniting, and sharing supplies
And thinking of someway for us to not die
Be socially distant
of at least six feeeeet.
We’re all alone (All alone!)
All alone in our time of neeeeeeed
Beause it’s spreading we’re dreading POTUS’s next course
Of action he’s lackin’ perspective or remorse
Be socially distant
No concerts, no parties, no restaurants, no sports
We’re saddled with someone stifling reports.
Now taking measures that Trump will demean
Secures us, assures us we can have Halloween.
In his mind, he’s still leading, still being real great
We’re hoping next year that he’ll just go away
‘Cause it’s spreading, we’re dreading POTUS’s next course
Of action he’s lackin’ perspective or remorse
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up
And long ago governors got real fed up
But they’re planning and banning and sharing supplies
And thinking of someway for us to not die
Please be socially distant
of at least six feeeeet.
We’re all alone (All alone!)
In our time of neeeeeeed
Because it’s spreading we’re dreading POTUS’s next course
Of action he’s lackin’ perspective or remorse
It’s spreading we’re dreading POTUS’s next course
Of action he’s lackin’ perspective or remorse
Keep socially distant
Keep at least six feet
Keep socially distant
Ah no, so sad, alright
Oh no, oh no, no, no
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