The President and the Truffles

This poem is 2 years late and a friendship over but I wanted to post it anyway.

President Al
And Vice President CarrotTruffle,
Lead the Glogster world into a scuffle;
Taking the piss of the deceased star
Apparently made upset the fake Glogster Ma’am.

Now the leaders
Have ran out of things to rhyme;
But they will list all the things they used to do...ehhh, mime?

Making fun of MJ's death, 
Pissing everyone off,
Playing chess on msn...
Those were the days were fun seemed to never end!

Now, the poem has lots it's structure and rhyme,
But all Carrottruffle and Al have to say to end this...chime...is:
We shall stay the world leaders until the day we die! 

Hey,that rhymed!
Fine!
Lime!
Wine!
Mime!
Crime!
Did we say fine?...
Lime?
Wine?
Mime?
Crime?

Author's Note

Please note this is just random stuff that summed up mine and Fallacy Pharmacy friendship... We were great friends until we drifted apart. sadly.