Donny Boy

Oh, Donny boy the polls the polls are falling  
From Red State to Blue they continue  to slide  
For you to drop out of the race people were calling  
before your runaway train of lies goes off a mountain side  
   
At one time in the Presidential race you were ahead  
But, now your campaign is on it's death bed  
   
At the debate you doubled down on your bets
and Yelled "They're eating your pets"

The Moderators did a real time fact check
So,  your next job will be to rearrange  chairs of the Titanic's main deck  

You have sealed your fate
Now, that you have lost the debate
   
Keep holding rallies/press conferences and talking insane    
And you can kiss the White House avidazine