Stone Bore Gore

Baboon Rising

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With a twinkle in his green thumb eye
Earth tone colors reflecting tie-dye
His "claim to fame" the Internet
No brains or smarts I see as of yet
All I see is a left wing environut
Who wants to see gas engines combust
I wonder how he'd be in the ring
Pork belly slammed music theme
I know it would be just a gimmick
But, so is his political career
Walk down the aisle as a liberal limerick
He'd be an earthly creature to fear
He could give a talk in monotone
On how he would crush The Rock
The crowd would simply not condone
In his mouth they'd place a sock
Stone Bore Gore
Show him the door
What's he here for
A liar to ignore
I could see him in a little pink dress
With a picture of slick Willie on his chest
He'd smoke a cigar as he executes a move
Praising the tax on tobacco in a silly groove
"There is no controlling legal authority"
Words on his shirts that you can't get for free
His ringside manager a poor Buddhist monk
His campaign finance is to get a large chunk