An Iowa caucus is civil, not raucous/ a participant need feel no fear/ but Dixie’s proud sons/ still cling to their guns/ there won’t be no caucuses here…
While Iowa roiled in confusions/the “Prez” tried to foster illusions/ disregarding the fact/ that it’s all just an act/ to distract from his Russian collusions.
It is not my intent to be mean/ but she isn’t a beauty queen/ She will have to expose/twixt her neck to her toes/ something better by far than her spleen.
An Iowa caucus is civil, not raucous/ a participant need feel no fear/ but Dixie’s proud sons/ still cling to their guns/ there won’t be no caucuses here…