An inflatable pool in my back yard,
Beckons silently to me,
Bugs that have drowned float face up,
Where my dog has secretly peed
I lie in the sun with rolls of fat,
And sweat streams down my neck,
My girlfriend's thong looks mighty tight,
As she inhales a crepe suzette
And I used to have ambition,
When America was free,
Before Man Child's proclamations,
Took everything from me
He absconded with my money,
He smothered my self-respect,
He took us down this black hole,
Then blamed it on Glenn Beck
Now me and my girl Bertha,
Watch as our futures wane,
'cause Man Child's god like powers,
Made us all the same
Copyright; EGHarne
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