The outlook wasn’t brilliant for the USA that day;
The mighty Trump had ruled too long with his pomp and sway.
When Hillary died in 2016 and Sanders did the same,
A sickly silence fell upon the country of our name.
A struggling few got up to in deep despair. The rest
Clung to that hope that springs in the human breast;
They thought if only Biden could throw him out
we would finally get some rest.
But McConnell preceded Donald, as did William Barr,
The former was a lulu the latter was a tool,
So upon the stricken multitude grim melancholy sat,
For there seemed but little chance that The Donald wouldn’t get to rule.