Forgive me withholding my possible praise
But, one telly co-op doesn’t prove you’ve changed ways
Once being nice, doesn’t guarantee twice
Not when appalling for 354 days
One day of posing to restore how you’re seen
Won’t erase our image of the ass you have been
Once being decent, is not appeasement
For all of your logged words and actions obscene
One day of working with Dems ‘cross the aisle
Appearing you might dare to unite for awhile
One meet and sweet though tempting a treat
Must be for real, not play to your guile
One day of public restoring our faith
Must show the world you’re not being fake
One act of reason, cannot wind up treason
No more of your lies for expedient’s sake
One day of love fest pledging dreams for Daca
Walking the walk, not just talking the talka
Today’s intimating, either ends reinstating
Or, sour tasting mouths eating more of your caca