Capitalist Control

He was a liar with such a kind face
Who knew how to use a noun
With such a voice full of grace
Coming from Chicago town

A history of corruption on his back
A lifetime of socialism and hatred hid
The truth of his smoking crack
In his anti-American campaign bid

He felt the hate and what he did
Was to coverup his anti-liberty
And the truth of his corruption hid
In the halls of the Chicago secrecy

But there were few who knew this truth
For evil hides quite well
From Chicago thugs to those uncouth
Who live with there own evil hell

So he would make up lies as he talked
From morning to early dusk
On a path of hatred he daily walked
As the idiots all gave him their trust

The liberals acted like a bunch of clowns
As he spoke and looked their way
He mixed his verbs with his nouns
And now there’s nothing more to say

He won the election on that November day
It gave him the power to his political core
Though the liberals say we’ll be ok
We fear it’ll never be the same as before

The dreams now come to him each night,
Prophetic dreams for this socialist mole
We must all join to destroy this blight
And win back American capitalist control