To Hell to the Chief!
He is a liar and also a thief,
And a bully and a hater
He'll never change like a leaf.
He speaks out how he loves war,
But, only if it's against the elderly and the poor.
To Hell to the Chief!
Who brings us worries and also grief,
He is childish and a traitor
Faith in him is pure disbelief.
He tells our foes of our secret plans,
Then our intelligence he fires and then bans.
To Hell to the Chief!
Who gives the working class no relief,
To the wealthy he will cater
Our country has lost all its belief.
He puts his faith in the almighty dollar
"TO HELL TO THE CHIEF! ", I holler.
Randy L. McClave
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