Sleepy Joe, we love you bro
But you were fading fast
The MAGA mob was rolling strong
Democrats low on gas
At 81, Joe had to go
Time had slowed his gears
The people knew, and then Joe too
No way with four more years
Time was running out for change
Democratic chances falling
MAGA mobs were crowing loud
Then Kamala came a-callin’
She came on strong with words of hope
Love of country and our freedom
Trump only talks of gloom and doom
And his enemies, all are demons
Her pick of Tim Walz as running mate
Further makes me smile
Put his record next to Shady Vance
Tim’s the winner by a mile
Donald’s Mar a Lago grumbles
Lashing out, always annoyed
While Harris and Walz barnstorm the country
Bringing back the joy
Like a fresh breeze fills a flagging sail
Kamala lifts our spirits for the run
Trump can beat that same dead horse
Good luck, son, game is on
Trump thinks he’s still on the Apprentice
Where he’s always top contender
Sorry Don, it’s a new show now
We’ll see you in November
Waipahu Bob 