The Villanelle Of The Wine

Joe Biden couldn’t stop thinking about the wine
It was just so full-bodied and, unlike him, so mature
Besides he stole the elections, the old swine

He was a Zionist puppet of a laughable design
The Swine had to calm himself with an allure
Of greatness but couldn’t stop thinking about the wine

Later, he realized that the wine was just fine.
You see he was senile and rather obscure
But then he began to whine. He spilled some wine.

Blinken the insolent Jew said, the wine wasn’t that divine
He said it was time to start thinking about a lure
For the chinks but Joe Biden couldn’t stop thinking about the spilled wine

Joe Biden decided to do something genuine
The wine was like a toxic moor
And nothing in this mess was fine.

Joe Biden’s demise was benign
His senile mind became dangerously sure
Joe Biden couldn’t stop thinking about the wine
The senile, thieving, disgusting old swine.