Our last president was the forty-fifth
Our next is to be the nineteenth
Must be new math that we don’t innerstand
As the republic is returned to our homeland

Things we were told are healthy are not
Vaccines, fluoride and a whole lot
True cures will no longer be suppressed
Health available for all to be blessed

Oh what a show we are living through
Ready for the credits to roll to Q
Time to wake up from your slumber
Take off the masks and stand up in numbers

Time to hug each other once again
And go have lunch with a friend
Let go of your fear; it is time for some fun
A brand