Who's The Boss?

“In my home, the America I love, the America I’ve written about, and has been a beacon of hope and liberty for 250 years, is currently in the hands of a corrupt, incompetent and treasonous administration. Tonight, we ask all who believe in democracy and the best of our American experience to rise with us, raise your voices against the authoritarianism, and let freedom ring.”

I’m the real boss

It’s not a mistake

Ask Pam Bondi

He’s just a fake

He’s very overrated

Never liked his tunes

Has no talent

Just a dried-up prune

A very pushy jerk

Not a true star 

Not like Kid Rock

A real superstar

Rock is the real deal

But thick as a brick

And still called Kid

It’s a beautiful schtick

And like Ted Nugent

Who says I’m great

A true MAGA flag-waver

Supports me for forty-eight

I have the big names

No has-beens for Trump

Like the Village People

YMCA dance twist and jump

Was he born in USA?

Something I doubt

And like Obama

It’s time to find out

Where’s the proof

Needs to be investigated

No more Glory Days

His music overrated

Should keep his mouth shut

We will see how it goes

When he comes back

And finds E-Street froze

He’s such a loser

Hiding on the backstreets

No more Thunder Road

He’s Out on the Street

I should hit him

With a mighty swing

Let fly a golf ball

A taste of the right wing

He’s like Taylor Swift

A childless cat lady

Sang for Kamala

Neither could foresee

They both supported

Old crooked Joe

Will show them both

Who’s running the show

That I’m the real boss

Head honcho and kingpin

Commander in chief

I get under your skin

Born in New Jersey

The Garden State

He may be Born to Run

But I was born to be forty-eight

I’m the real boss

It’s not a mistake

Ask Pam Bondi

He’s just a fake