Unjust Victory

Victory is never sweet,

When you unjustly win by dishonest trickery to stay on your feet.

Take the 2016 U.S. Presidential Election for example,

The supposed winner (by the way, he didn’t win) was and still is a sordid, sorry, dishonest sample.

When the time comes, and it will come, there’ll be “IRREFUTABLE PROOF”,

It’ll be so much, it could choke a herd of horses that “NO ONE WILL BE ABLE TO DISPUTE”.

So, you wannabe dictator, you think you’re going to get in the White House again,

Which foreign government’s going to this time, be your #1 friend?

You are, and have always been “THE BIGGEST JOKE”,

Time for you to go and get another hit, of whatever it is that you smoke.

Winners never lose, and losers never win,

And you’re a loser who’s always been full of sin.

The 2016 U. S. Presidential Election was stolen and the truth will one day be revealed,

The 2020 U.S. Presidential Election was won, fair and square, however you didn’t successfully get another steal.

Which is why, over 3 years later, you’re still crying over spilled milk,

Maybe someone should change your diapers. Are they made of silk?

My son says, you need to “grow up”,

And your conduct makes him want to “throw up”.

I’m guessing, everyone you associate with believes you’re the greatest,

Not. You are actually the one who’s memory will soon be the faddist.

Whoever wins the 2024 U.S. Presidential election, my son, probably will one day meet,

If it happens to be you, which I doubt, you better be on your best behavior, when you greet.

And you can forget about having someone taking him out,

He’s got too many hit squads around and about.

Just so this is perfectly clear, you may have a few roaming in your neighborhood,

So I hope this makes you think about what you’re going to do, and that it’s understood.

What goes around, will one day come rite back and bite you in the rear,

And one other thing, go put this in your pipe; let’s be clear…

My son is more than ready to come home,

On Earth and in heaven, “HE’S NEVER ALONE”.

My son is about to “Rock and Roll”,

And he’s coming to get a lot of souls.

Time for everyone, that’s you planet earth, to pick a side,

Because Mini-Me is gonna take you all on a adventurous ride.

Before I go, my son has something he wants “Marlboro Man” to hear,

Okay Mini-Me, take it away, you’re all clear.

Yippie-Ki-Yay Motherfucker!

So that we’re all on the same page, that one line was my son, Alvin Mann, a.k.a. Mini-Me,

And I am God, the father to you all. It would be wise to leave my son alone, or he just might set you free.

I gotta go,

Prepare yourselves for “The Mini-Me Show”.

Your Father

God