The First Lady’s jacket read this, it’s true:
I really don’t care, do U?
Which leads me to wonder, this:
Care about what do you diss?
She flew to the border line
To see if the children were fine
They were clothed and fed
Had three hots and a bed
What more could they want instead?
Some say the words on her back
Was a way to get back at the hacks
That spout out their views
On media fake news
That they all love to attack
Still it seems very perplexing
She’d show with a statement so vexing
While on a mercy mission
Covered by television
What’s that you say they were texting?
So I think I’ll let the mystery be
About what message was for you and me
Is it really quite true
That she really doesn’t care, do U?
Don’t quite get the relevancy
What I really care about, sadly
Is when the kids will see Mommy and Daddy
Is when the thousands scattered to four winds
Will reunite with their parents again
That’s what I care about, true
You see I do care, what about U?
Bad Randall 