Mummy in Chief

He shuffles down the hallway, his mind is like a fog

His hair is white and wispy, his skin is like a log

He's the leader of the nation, but he's lost his way

He's like a mummy in the White House, it's a sorry day

Oh, he's the president, but he's old and senile

He's like a mummy, he's lost his mental

He's got a team of handlers, they keep him on a leash

But he's still the leader, it's a scary piece of peace

He stumbles through his speeches, his words come out all wrong

He forgets the names of countries, he's lost his song