The Ballad of Don Clampett

Inspired by the grotesquerie of last evening's UFC event:

Come and listen to my story about a con named Don
A failed businessman, a grifter and a ponce,
And then one day he was rapin little kids,
Epstein had the photos, that’s why he no longer still lives.

Corruption that is, blackguards, criminality.

Well the next thing you know ol Don’s the president
A demented figurehead in a fascist government
The techbros said “Don, don’t let our tax be collected
And we’ll provide you with the tools to always be elected.

Propaganda that is, captured narratives, influencers.

Old Don loved fake gold, thought that it was all the bling,
as classy as a rose garden crushed beneath a fighting ring
Lotta folks complaining but the politicians didn’t mind
cuz insider trading remained protected and profits seemed just fine.

Socialized losses, privatized gains. Pump and dump.

Well now it’s time to say good bye to Don and all his cronies
As they laugh at all us folks putting up with their baloney.
You’re all invited back next week to this locality,
just be sure to pay the new subscription fee.

White trash that is. Set a spell, take your shoes off, if'n you have any.