This year, the job’s been put to me
And so I should begin
Reporting as per statute
On the state our nation’s in
Unemployment’s at new lows
The market’s at new highs
But don’t be fooled, these numbers are
Disasters in disguise
What you don’t understand
About what these statistics show
The folks who process food stamps
Will soon have to be let go
And no sign is more ominous
No harbinger more fervent;
More damning to our country
Than an angry civil servant
And so I call on businesses
To do this town a solid
So we can hire more bureaucrats
To send help to the squalid
To quote the Madame Speaker
When quite rightly she reflects,
Nothing gives more stimulus
Than unemployment checks
Our Green New Deal will be the boon
For which we’ve all been yearning
And power plants, instead of coal,
Will run on yearbook burning
Now any time a country’s fate
And future are addressed
It’s right the situation
At the border be addressed
Some view immigration
Dourly and dimmingly
But I’ve been to the Rio Grande
And things are going swimmingly
Walls are just immoral
Brick and Mortar, a disaster
So our new legislation will soon outlaw
Lathe and plaster.
I could go on with my report
But it might bring me tears
And sad to say it stays this way
For two (or six) more years 0000000000 0
