(Lefty-aka Bill Gates)
(To the tune of Pancho and Lefty)
Livin on Corona, my friend
Wasn't gonna keep us free you mean
And now wearing my mask I'm tired
And my breath is hard as kerosene
Were you the left's decoy?
Their favorite one it seems
Now we all want to say goodbye
To all your Covid team
Fauci was a two mask boy
His voice was hoarse and yet so real
He wore a mask as he pants
For all the honest world to feel
Fauci left his mask you know
On the deserts down in Mexico
We all have heard his lyin words
Oh, but that's the way it goes
All the Credibles they say
With our lives he likes to play
They only let him slip away
Out of kindness I suppose
Lefty likes to sing the blues
All day long about the flu
The vaccine Fauci talked about
Spoken out from Lefty's mouth
Can't they let poor Fauci go?
Send him out to Ohio
Where he got the Covid stats to show
There ain't nobody knows
All the Credibles they say
He just flip flops every day
They only let him slip away
Out of kindness I suppose
This poet tells how Fauci's stats don't gel
And Lefty's livin in grand hotels
Concerts are quiet and masks are old
And so the story ends we're told
Facui needs your prayers, it's true
Save a few for Lefty too
We always knew they had no clue
And now they're growin old
All the Credibles they say
With our lives he likes to play
They let him continue to be wrong
Out of kindness, I suppose
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