Have you seen the well-to-do who lives on  Pennsylvania Avenue?

He is having a glorious time spending voters’ every hard-earned dime

And giving constitutionalists fits while Puttin on the Ritz.

He moves like a Fred Astaire, reading teleprompters with great flair.

A Czar with galactic fame and carrying a Muslim name,

Maybe he’s a reborn king or ancient ruler of old Peking.

Congress bows before his grace and to his queen in sleeveless lace

While Fancy Nancy bobs up and down like a restless, spastic circus clown.

Later his Veep travels south, packing both feet in his mouth.

He bought Chrysler and GM and maybe next will be 3M.

Then, voters can freely tape their heads before they blow to tiny shreds

And wrap up their frozen toes because the emperor has their clothes.

His majesty forsakes the law, no binding contract has he saw

And fired an IG on a reason phony to protect his Sacramento crony.

Such is now law and order within our unprotected border.

He thinks that he’s above it all and “tea brains” are way too small

But we know when we’re being conned and when our future’s being pawned.