Negative lyrics about presidents and prime ministers.
This poem is meant to be sung to the tune of “Older” by They Might be Giants.
It bears repeating that I write poems for the fun of writing them and that I do not necessarily believe the messages they contain.
When I am made the president
I think I’ll change the world,
The truth will be unfurled,
In prison crooks be hurled!
When I am made prime minister
I think I’ll change my socks and
I think I’ll change my mind.
That’s the way it goes,
As the prime minister knows!
Each president’s an optimist
“It’s just a short-term pickle,”
So certain yet so fickle,
One hammer and one sickle.
Each minister’s a strategist
That looks to earn more stocks and
That takes what he can find.
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