That’s some kind of swagger
That’s some kind of paunch
If he were a ship he’d be ready for launch
He speaks with an accent of which I’m not sure
But he roars it with such gusto
Well need I say more
He is surely important
At least that’s what he thinks
So I’ll let him pass by
For he’ll be gone in a blink
Then I’ll recompose my day.
PTT
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