Jostling around for a candy cane,
Picking out flowers while tied to a chain,
Moving up ‘til I go insane,
Nothin’ except respect for the woman.
Do you think that she’ll go far?
Aren’t her skills so above par?
She can make three arguments
Why we should be free on this continent.
Let’s go, Kamala. Break fast in a hurry.
Nothin’ comes close to her—don’t doubt me.
We can go all the way in this country.
We don’t worry about the G.O.P.
Stumbling along the sidewalk 