In the grand theater of political drama,
Joe Biden has dropped a mic-worthy comma.
With a pardon for Hunter, his troubled young son,
Joe’s exit screams, “I’m just here for the fun!”
Not a gesture of love or a justice parade,
But a chess move to cover the mess that he made.
This wasn’t about Hunter avoiding a cell—
It’s Joe dodging Trump in a vengeance-fueled hell.
Imagine the thought: "What if Don takes the throne?
Better toss my kid a presidential bone."
It’s less about family, more self-defense,
A classic Biden moment of “no subtle pretense.”
The Democrats, champions of justice and law,
Have to squirm as they watch this political faux pas.
For years they screamed, “Trump’s power’s corrupt!”
Now Joe’s giving clemency with elbows tucked.
But here’s the kicker: Joe just doesn’t care.
He’s been through the wringer and lost all his hair.
Decorum’s for rookies, rules are for fools,
Biden’s now playing by “retirement” rules.
He’s flipping the bird, a sly parting gesture,
To Trump, to his party, to public conjecture.
“Want dirty politics? Here’s a whole clinic,
Signed, your friendly, sarcastic, self-preservation cynic.”
The stage is a mess, the audience aghast,
But Joe’s just grinning, outpacing his past.
He’s not here to fight or reclaim some lost honor—
He’s just leaving the chaos with a shrug and a yawn, sir.
So take this as wisdom: when power’s in play,
Even grandpa Joe might seize the cliché.
And while the party’s integrity’s left in the dirt,
Joe Biden exits with a smirk—and no shirt.