The way Things are

Teapots made out of Clay

Up there they shall stay

on a shelf so tall like trump’s wall

They’ll be there for another day

A leader of there land

now the casinos are their brand

now he sheds a tear because he died here

He is a native american

Round and round I go

and sometimes I hang low

For a tall guy to hit and hurt a bit

He won’t do it again next time he’ll know

I alway trip on the stairs

not if anyone cares

This time i made someone trip on to their hip

While I laughed and stares

People do such stupid things

because of the money it brings

Others watch it on my screen even if its mean

but then a controller hits me and it stings

These chairs are made out of leather

When moving we uses tether

It just ok it come from far away

It like it comes from the nether