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.:There a Savior:.

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by George.. he doing his thing
let the bell ring; go ahead call �em a King
but now we�re outta that Bush into the brawl
this one for all of y�all�all of us
here on the set white-washing-tons-of-lies
this the wise guy, for the wise guys
indeed behold. here goes another savior for real
he�s got the wife, the kids, the dog
got that split-level probably on the first look
calling him a rook the one we grabbed
the one we took..
the one eased into right after hope
we almost couldn�t cope coming in from behind that 8-ball
remember that fall? we faked tall unless you forgot
YOU remember, but it�s like whatever!!
still they endeavor to sever
wanting to cut �em off at the knees
c�mon now, please�an irritation
this cock-eyed combination of the on again, off again
the good, the bad�the indifferent�the time spent
really they just wanna whip some ass
making this�his First, his Last!
saying with him� maintaining prologue is past
he�s just too cool to rule for real. just too clever
efforts to work with him they�ll always say never
never ever to this one�this son of a Kenyan-
a Kansan- some type of Hawaiian-Chi-town-Marxist
an elitist-Indonesian�never will he please �em
yet he is.. That One�wherein the facts?
the facts are still one.. still wishing for him one & done
they say let him run; an imperative
saying�they-have-to-defeat-him
him, where he�s all about that American Freedom
more so than you, me or them�yet it�s him
sitting on that world stage
is the microphone on?
tell us�how does one gauge?
on the east, the west side�the surprise of the son rise
all true it�s what he do�too politely
concisely�him storming the Hill without a hat in hand
wore that turban but they can�t under-stand
to the man.. him thought to be not quite ripe
not the right type, a joke debatable yet the progress is not
this Savior they can only color as colored
coloring him as a communist, a socialist
a left-winged opportunist
said to be the one totally out of his element
never to work a worthwhile settlement
him or his foes; that�s just the way it goes
just the way the wind blows.. such is the pathos
the commission of The Savior..
leaving us undone with our worsening behavior

save yourself!
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