Dizzy
I’m so dizzy my head is spinning
Like whirlpool, it never ends
it’s you Kamala making it spin
You’re making me dizzy
You talk in circles, Kamala, around and around all of the time.
Im tired of constant gaslight and your lies pressing in on my mind.
Your point I do not seem to get
In my brain it don’t seem to fit
Talking in circles all of the time
Dizzy
I’m so dizzy my head is spinning
Like a whirlpool, it never ends
It’s you Kamala making it spin
You’re making me dizzy
When I get your long winded explanations Under my belt
Your laugh shows you don’t care about how I felt
Kamala your spin just cannot be
It has me so dizzy I can’t see
And your gaslighting is no help
Dizzy
I’m so dizzy my head is spinning
Like a whirlpool it never ends
It’s you Kamala making it spin
You’re making me dizzy
My head is spinning
Like a whirlpool, it never ends
It’s you Kamala making it spin
You’re making me dizzy
You’re making me dizzy
About the Creator
Mark Stigers
One year after my birth sputnik was launched, making me a space child. I did a hitch in the Navy as a electronics tech. I worked for Hughes Aircraft Company for quite a while. I currently live in the Saguaro forest in Tucson Arizona
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