I give you Michael Bloomberg
Mayor, billionaire and charmer
And if you don’t believe me
I suggest you ask a farmer
He speaks in cogent sentences
He doesn’t halt or stutter
But if he gets elected
Better hide your salt and butter
Mike will always let you know
Exactly what he thinks
The guy is tough on crime
But even tougher on soft drinks
Politicians often say
They’re sorry for their messes
But they’re making him apologize
For all of his successes
Read his Wit and Wisdom
And you’re in for quite a treat
If I said things that Mike said
I’d be sleeping on the street
He has a sense of humor
That is second, folks to none
And telling him you’re pregnant
Is the way to start the fun
After this performance
Could be time for introspection
Everybody’s saying
That the guy can’t take direction
Being prepped and ready
For the bombshells would be nice
But there’s not much preparation
For a nuclear device
I think the way they weighed in
Left old Mini Mike astounded
They put him on the end
But the guy was sure surrounded
I have to hand it to him for
Maintaining his composure
I could write a longer poem
But I signed a non-disclosure
