POTUS of U S A

To Lay the 'Hand upon the Bible,'
You have 'Taken a Solemn Oath,'
That makes Soul, totally Libel,
To an Eternity of Solemn Troth.

POTUS of U S A
By Arley Steinhour 121117

If I were POTUS of U S A,
I might have Much to Say,
Other than, ‘I’d like to play,’
A Round of Golf, ‘without I. S. A.’

I couldn’t, no, I wouldn’t, cheat,
As, ‘They’d try to Blow my Day,’
With ‘Innuendo, and Lies, Compete,’
Just to Prove, they’d earned their Pay?

Now, … Women, … without … Political ‘Sway,’
Coming forth to accuse me of ‘Ruining their Day,’
When, I may have commented on their Pay,
And, they would think, I wanted to Play.

Thank God, that none could hold any Sway,
Nor gain access, to my True Life’s Play,
There’s not enough dollars on the ‘Tray,’
To Con me into a ‘Lecherous Display.’

So, Turn on the 'After-burners,'
That all the people will know,
'It’s the Liberal, who are the 'Learners,'
About the Leader, who 'Runs the Show!!'

I may be something, I am not,
Based on Prophecy, and Things,
It’s for the People, I have Fought,
All that, without having Wings.

So, Pass this on, with Alacrity,
to Family and Friends, alike,
To show, you know, ‘My Prosperity,’
Has not been the Life of a Shrike.

For ‘YOU, that are Elected,’
From this Leader, of 'The Sheeple,'
Your attitude will be Deflected,
Unto your Lap, by 'We the People. '

AMEN