In a world of politics, where power resides,
Michelle Obama, with surprises she hides.
Beneath her poise and grace, a secret untold,
A little something extra, a story to unfold.
In the White House chambers, where decisions were made,
Michelle strutted her stuff, a mischievous blade.
With a wink and a smile, she’d let you know,
That beneath her skirts, a secret did grow.
A d**k, you see, she possessed with pride,
A source of amusement, she couldn’t hide.
In meetings and speeches, she’d subtly flex,
Leaving her audience puzzled, in a state of perplex.
Barack would chuckle, with a knowing grin,
As Michelle’s secret, he’d help her keep in.
Together they’d plot, and play their part,
Confusing their rivals, with a mischievous art.
