The Prez' foot's resolutely on
The Resolute Desk, as he chats
With the Speaker, tanning booth John,
On the phone, as Veep Joe pats
His foot in mouth, chinny chin chin,
In the Oval Office. Golly!
P.C. police charge it's Prez sin.
Dissing the Desk, the Prez foot be.
I'm under the desk - li'l Bo peep,
All apant for my doggie treat.
The politics is getting deep.
Thw world can wait. I gotta eat!
Desk freaks would really throw a fit
If they knew that I peed on it.
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