A little song

I'm gonna run for Poop
I already got my scoop
And if I try I've a rheumy eye,
A sinister grin and a stoop.

I'm gonna run for Poop
I'm told they get free soup
Even though I'm old and I won't be told
'bout the pervy lads in the troup.

I'm gonna run for Poop
I'll jump through any hoop
For an easy life, I'll trade in the wife
My accountant can find a loop.

I'm gonna run for Poop
Gonna sit on some gold and whoop
Can't make a mistake, can't ever be fake
I'm gonna be the Poop!

I know, I know.