You guys are at your best when you create your own limericks, so I won’t impose the first four lines on you. The theme is Joe or Ms. Harris.
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There once was a fellow named Biden
Whom all of our bright hopes had died in
Half the country said “Great!
Let him run the ship of state!”
Which is fine for Titanic or Poseiden.
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There once was a team, Biden-Harris
Who said “We’ll always have Paris”
As in climate accord
Which we cannot afford
But they both like spending like a drunk heiress.
When called a political whore
It is generally just metaphor
But Willie’s old slattern
Has now changed the pattern
And now waits for when Joe is no more.
Call me Kamala, not Kamala
I find it easier to swalla
Always easily led
But plotting a chance at head
Like Kennedy’s Johnson, I’ll folla
A curious team, Biden/Harris
They’re not easy to shame or embarrass
When exposed for some con,
They just blithely move on,
Neither of them knows what Truth or Dare is
A mysterious bloke, Hunter Biden
No one knows just what things he is hidin’
A man of no worth,
Trading solely on birth
I can’t wait to see which court he’s tried in
There once was a hack named Biden
spent most of his time just a hidin’
from what you may ask?
but don’t take him to task
it twas the only way to keep him from lyin’.
There once was a loser named Biden.
A vote for him is not to take pride in.
He’s way too left wing
Can’t remember a “thing”
And he can’t tell his sis from his bride-in.
Kamala, one breath from the prize,
Is not subtle, nor friendly, nor wise.
She lies and stabs backs,
Wilts when someone attacks,
When caught, she deflects and denies
Joe likes to go around gropin’
Four years in charge he’s a hopin’
His running mate Harris
Is sure to embarrass
By keeping her legs fully open
VP Harris has bruised knees
Biden appointed through sleeze
When a virtue needs a sign
Joe will quickly resign
With a newly invented disease
There once was a President Biden
Accustomed to silence and hiddin’
But in twenty-two-four
We will see him no more
With Republicans then to confide in