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presidential races

Well, the morons are in the race A little behind but their keeping pace Running at a close last I see its the idiots they finally passed don’t pull your bets: its not over yet I see the imbeciles sneaking up on the left Well the out comes unsure of a race finally won But of the five judges only three have their thumbs We look to the other judges in the show Both of them quibbling so I don’t think they know Now to the contestants to get their thoughts Who really won and what was the cost? The moron explains that the sweat their eyes Prevented them from seeing, but know the judges don’t lie While the idiot is sprawled-out on the ground Their number 1 finger never went down The imbeciles' eyes were lit by his grin Their only comment was “so I really did win” Post Comments

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