Transitioning Bender

I refuse to give in;
I keep saying I won.
In the world of has-beens
I’ll soon be Number One.

I will battle in court
with a crack legal team –
who appear a brick short;
of the crop, they’re not cream.

I’ll exert undue pressure
and urge retribution.
I need a refresher
on our Constitution.

Joe won? I’ll ignore him
and trash him on Twitter.
All hope for decorum’s
gone right down the shitter.

Can’t tell fact from fiction,
and I seem perplexed here.
My childish conniption
will go into next year.

I plan to go out
with a bang, not a whimper.
You miss times, no doubt,
when transitions were simpler.