Promise the Moon – Throw in the Stars,
campaigning in Churches – Ride in Beast Cars.
The heck With those Masks ’cause I am the Best,
spewing Pure Bull with Vigor and Zest.
Exaggerate lots and Hope it brings Luck,
whatever it Takes to Garner that Buck.
Polls never Matter unless I’m on Top,
though First to Insult if they Start to Drop.
Void of a Conscience – it’s Such a Drag,
no Guilt for My Actions – I try Not to Brag.
I’m in For that Desk – the Power it Brings,
not for the Timid – just Ignore the Strings.
Now I move forward – Grasping my Goal,
really Care not if Damage my Soul.
Answer dumb Questions though Really a Snob,
Banking that Bum – Won’t win the Job.