Today In Biden Land

[walrus]

Prick

By beanerschnitzel

My god you are thick

You racist prick

So far below me

In my elevated thought

You obviously are barren

With my second home you I bought

My job is to cast judgement

On all you silly twats

I’ll guard the beaches

And chide you if you speak of my country

Tis of thee

But what’s for me

Is not for thee

I have loads of zoom buddies here

They never will leave me

Oh wait now I don’t think they can see me

But they were my buddies

They can’t have left

Last Saturday I wept

Press join meeting

An empty screen awaited me

I loitered by the apple tree

Looking for new friends to show my wig

They looked at me sadly

I cursed the zoom boys so madly

I guess I’ll just keep repeating

Walrus and elkabong

It’s now my only song

Overplayed like stairway to heaven

And I know I been doing it so long

But I’ll bring new people to this forum

As soon as those two are gone