to my Georgia votes and I win.
Sleepy Joe picks something between one to ten,
I pick eleven and — guess what? — I'm in.
Add the grains of sand on the beaches,
the number of stars on the sky,
the pounds of pollution I have unleashed …
and you can kiss Biden/Harris bye-bye.
All the best numbers, the bigliest ones —
automatically tacked on my score.
Except, that is, when I play golf …
way under par. Need I say more?
This, I tell ya, is just the beginning.
People like me, we just can't help winning.
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