Slow Motion Disconnect
Slow
Motion Disconnect
Stumble bumbles through the speeches.
It’s only the braindead it reaches.
Brain farts on the regular,
Blame it on the temperature.
Ramble scrambles through his thoughts.
Tying logic up in a knot.
Keeps us all in suspense,
If he’s going to wind up making sense.
It’s a slow motion disconnect,
It’s far too late to redirect.
No thought to resurrect,
Watch the slow motion disconnect.
Hear the story he just made up
Another decayed foul-up.
Meandering and slandering,
His handlers wish he would shut up.
Everything said another revision,
Speaking with marvelous imprecision.
Another bunch of words cut-rate,
How’s he gonna make it through the debate?
It’s a slow motion disconnect,
It’s far too late to redirect.
No thought to resurrect,
Watch the slow motion disconnect.
Stumble fumbles the campaign,
Too late now to rebrain.
A failing flailing candidate,
Watch the campaign slowly strangulate.
Wonder blunders all the words now,
A misappropriated cash cow.
This falling appalling bad pick,
How with this guy do they still stick?
It’s a slow motion disconnect,
It’s far too late to redirect.
No thought to resurrect,
Watch the slow motion disconnect.
Cliff Lake 6/22/2024
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