The Great Man Returns

In a world that’s dark, and leaders gone astray,

The Great Man rises, to light the way.

Through the shadows of the past, where they've all failed,

Trump stands tall, his vision unveiled.

Peanut Man's gone, his legacy erased,

Old Joe's lost in a world of misplaced grace.

The rogues all gather, with their faces full of shame,

But there's a fire in Trump, and he’s playing the game.

The Great Man returns, with power in his eyes,

Shaking off the dust, reaching for the skies.

Through the trials and the battles, he’s still standing strong,

The future’s on his shoulders, and he’ll right what’s wrong.