Mr. Greene

 

Mr. Greene

 

Mr. Greene, that MAGA machine,

Came to committee with a dream,

And to express her frothing frustration.

Mr. Greene with a scream, released all her steam

Demanding redress of a situation.

You see this doctor cared about international welfare,

He wasn’t looking at no bottom line.

But Mr. Greene, she feels this is obscene,

She has the corporate interests to mind.

So Mr. Greene caused another scene,

Refusing to acknowledge degree.

Then Mr. Greene, so off her bean,

Made demands of her entire committee.

Poor Mr. Greene, I think you need a health screen,

Your brain seems somewhat overripe.

Mr. Marjorie Greene, is it too much caffeine,

Maybe you banged your head on that pipe.

I think Mr. Greene, you never grew past fifteen,

Acting like a spoiled child.

Maybe Mr. Greene, this is just a smokescreen,

So you aren’t busted for going hog wild.

Mr. Marjorie Greene, has no mind left it seems,

MAGA mismanaged ‘til the end.

O Mr. Marjorie Greene, when will you come clean,

Or will you continue to keep losing friends?

 

Cliff Lake 6/3/2024

Copyright © Clifford Lake 2024

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