Bow Down to Me, O My People

(This poem can be sung to the melody of "Don't Cry for Me, Argentina," by Andrew Lloyd Webber and Tim Rice.)

D.T. from the White House balcony:

 

"To all my fans here, I want to say

That I need all your help and support

If I'm going to survive this outrageous ordeal.

It isn't easy.

Enemies want me to fail--yes, that's true.

Only my loyal supporters

Have known what they all have to do.

 

"For me to keep my power, I had to play.

There were things that I had to distort

To protect all I had and to make me seem real.

I had a mission.

I had to show you that I would come through--

That my people are number one--

While I"--sniff--"am just number two.

 

"Bow down to me, o my people.

You know I don't want to leave you.

The bonds we have here

Are hard to sever.

If you will let me,

I'll rule forever.

 

"Regarding experts, I have my own.

I listen to those who will spout

All the words and ideas to which I subscribe.

If they defy me.

I will see they're brought down, yes, for suffer they will.

Especially all of my friends

Who fear me on Capitol Hill.

 

"Bow down to me, o my people.

You know I don't want to leave you.

The bonds we have here

Are hard to sever.

If you will let me,

I'll rule forever.

 

"Since you're standing here,

There is something I am sure that you can all see:

All the talk out there about my super spreaders

In no way worries me."

 

-by Bob B (10-10-20)