One day, I woke up with two left legs
Don’t think it’s easy
At every step, I stumble
The shoe doesn’t fit
I keep walking in circles
leaning leftward
But to reach the right,
all I have to do is walk too far left
I don’t walk fast because I always have to think where and how to place my feet
Many times, I need help
With direction and with balance
The most important thing is a steady arm,
the company
It’s not easy at all
But both work just fine to dropkick a fascist’s face
I’ve tested it
(Make America Lame Again)
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