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I still can't believe it still
in the morning when I'm roused
that I'm actually waking up
on Pennsylvania Ave., in the White House
because for the last 40 years
I was stumbling and bumbling
through a mediocre political career,
lost 2 presidential primaries; that was humbling!
and I'm still wondering why
of all the candidates on the primary slate
I ended up the winner
must have been karma, must have been fate
so, I told them, yes indeed
that I was rarin' to go
get me out on the campaign trail
they said, hold your horses, wait a sec, WHOA!
now Pelosi and Schumer
they knew the score
they'd have to stuff the ballot box,
that, and much, much more
so they said to poor hapless Joe
look, we're trying to avoid a tragedy,
you stay in the basement, keep your mouth shut
it's part of our brand new strategy
but you just never, never know
and in the world of politcs
Trump getting beat by me
was like the Colts losing to the '69 Jets
although I must admit
that the Jets and Broadway Joe
didn't have the game rigged,
at least as far as I know
but hey, here I sit in the Oval,
forget about the last 40 years,
yet my memory lapses and forgetfulness;
can I carry on my governmental affairs?
"psst, this is Nancy and Chuck
and from Joe we've kept the open secret
that unbeknownst to him,
he signs what we tell him; Uncle Joe... our useful idiot!"
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