Come and listen to my story about a man named Don
A poor rich mogul, grifts barely kept his mistress’ fed,
And then one day he was cookin’ at some books,
And found himself elected to the white house instead.

President that is, leader of the free world, MAGA.

Well the first thing you know ol Don’s a deportin,
The cabinet said “Don there are drugs down there”
Said “Venezuly is the place you ought to be”
So they loaded up the carriers and they moved Carrib’y

South America, that is. Autocratic leaders, cartels.

Old Don tore down the executive mansion, lordy it was old
Next door neighbor’s owned an island! The files all told
Lotta folks complaining but the DOJ found no fault
‘Cause all Don’s tariffs, was a-sitting in his vault!

Redactions. Ponzi schemes.

Well now it’s time to say good bye to Don and all his kids.
And they would like to thank you folks fer kindly droppin in.
Remember to vote them back third term to this locality
To have a heapin helpin of their insanity.

MAGA that is. Set a spell, Take your panties off.

Y’all come back now, y’hear?