'' I'm A Loser '' Poem by Bri Mar

Hello my dear friends,
I would never deceive,
Democracy one defends,
Do not let me grieve,
We can still make amends,
If my lies you believe,
I can be a bit of a bruiser.

I am not what they say,
I would never lie,
If myself you betray,
I could well die,
Who caused my affray,
The F.B.I.?
They're claiming I was a user.

80 million votes?
For wee sleepy Joe,
Believe all my quotes,
This came as a blow,
No-one took notes,
Why? I don't know,
That's why I'm the accuser.

Just four more years,
Was all I wanted,
As the dark mist clears,
I'll remain undaunted,
Then flows the tears,
By Biden I'm haunted,
He's saying I'm a profuser.

When all's said and done,
The truth will prevail,
Life's no longer fun,
As I languish in jail,
The truth is, I won,
No, it's not a tall tale,
Of the facts I am an abuser.

I'm filled with fear,
It's the inauguration,
Banged up in here,
It's an abomination,
I will make it clear,
I'll still cause aggravation,
Of the president, I'll be the chooser.

Keep sending me cash,
It's for all of my fees?
I just love to be flash,
While you're on your knees,
Your money I'll splash,
On doing what I please,
I may even buy a large cruiser.

I've spoken to Osiris,
The great judge of the dead,
I said that bloody virus,
Look where it's led,
Being so undesirous,
Does fill me with dread,
As history will show,

‘' I'm A Loser ‘'