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'' A Lame Duck ......d
Solve my riddle,
They're on the fiddle,
What is it that they can't see?
As their thumbs they twiddle,
I'm stuck in the middle,
This cannot be happening to me.
Isn't it odd,
That election fraud,
Tends to happen, when you are losing,
Oh my God,
Please give me the nod,
I can't stand the one you are choosing.
Take a look,
The guy is a crook,
Unlike myself I might add,
In my book,
The man you forsook,
Will portray those against me as mad.
The white house is mine,
Sounded truly divine,
Cheated out of what is my right,
You low life swine,
Have stolen my shrine,
I won't leave without a good fight.
It must be said,
Democracy is dead,
There is something rotten within,
The tales you've been fed,
Of proof, not a shred,
I detest the fact I can't win.
The election is done,
That deadbeat has won,
Illegally I'll continue to say,
Life's no longer fun,
The lies I have spun,
In reality, they didn't hold sway.
Four short years,
Confirms my worst fears,
The lying and cheating they've mastered,
As my life disappears,
The dark mist clears,
I've Been Labelled,
''A Lame Duck ......d ''
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`` A Lame Duck ......d
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