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Blowing in the Wind

Our country had a Commander in Chief named Trump.

TRUMP is a slang word meaning FART in the U.K.

“Trump’s twin”, the former leader of the U.K., was a “Johnson”.

JOHNSON is a slang word meaning PENIS in the U.S.A.

What may we infer from this?

Our country was led by a gigantic FART.

The U.K. was led by his twin – a little DICK.

FUMES

Storm CLOUDS are gathering.
Donors are scattering.
Does it matter to him?

His tongue keeps wagging.
Bragging –
“BIDEN is sagging”.
HIS economy runs on my fumes.

The press keeps from laughing –
Like Central casting.
None of them asking – cause –
They’ve heard him blasting.

The fumes he is passing –
The one thing left lasting –
His flatulence –
left in the room!

Iceberg Don

Iceberg Don – insurrection brought.
Sought, Fought, and then was CAUGHT.
Aught he not – on ballot be?
Supreme Court. It’s up to thee.

CONSTITUTION says he can’t.
The Supreme Court can’t agree.
They’ll just pass the buck on by –
Following Donny’s plea.

America floating – glides on by.
The passengers are “not woke”.
OLD IRONSIDE’S now slitted side –
Bleeds our CONSTITUTION out.

Central Casting

Straight out of central casting –
Habba joined him in the Frey.
Perry Mason was both their idol.
That’s what people say.

She hasn’t any trial sense.
She didn’t know what to do.
Made her case in front of press –
Shouting “Habba Habba Do”.

Scooby would admire her –
For her mumbling ways.
But her bumbling had cost Don –
83 Mill. – That day.

Pensile Pence

(Or what could have happened on that fateful day.)

Poor Mike Pence on White House lawn
Went out to calm the crowd
They had all gather there
So Boisterous and loud.

Secret Service was pushed back.
Unable to join the fray.
Mob grabbed Pence by the scruff.
He was swiftly led away.

Up the stairs he then went.
The scaffold was not high.
The end of our Democracy –
Started with Trumps’ LIE.

“Your Fired”

“Your Fired”, was his claim to fame.
Everyone everywhere knew his name.
Down the moving stairs he’d tread.
The long tie cotton candy head.

A stunt he thought, with actors bought,
To bring attention he had sought.
He’d grift them all, no chance at all.
No chance that he would win.

Greeted by cheers from Plebeian crowd,
The Press gathered round to listen.
M.A.G.A. spewed from his thin lips.
His thinning hair did glisten.

The snake oil he sold that very day,
They bought and slurped and drank away.
He couldn’t believe the money they’d pay –
To look at him, their savior, they say.

Polling said that he would lose.
Then Comey threw a wrench
Hillary ‘s votes became errant.
So D.J.T. to White House went,

Winning to Donald was such a lark.
In Oval Office, his ass he’d Park.
Knowing all the work he’d shirk,
Golf is where he’d leave his mark.

Didn’t know the work required.
Or all the reports he must read…
He’d require one-page charts.
Colored pictures he would need.

Reading words! Never had a need.
He thought it was so lame.
How could he improve his read?
He could hardly write his name.

Blindness is not just in your eyes.
Ears can be blind to new ideas.
Indifference can make a brain not care
To climb up high – to stand up tall.
Failing to start you’ll never fall.
But you’ll never see –
What’s beyond the wall.
Blindness of the mind – just may be –
The most debilitating blindness of all.

Dilatory Don

Dilatory Don, the lethargic litigator,
Wishes to be our Great Dictator.
With a scowling, growling, virulent look
Hairpiece quaffed. He swirls. He shook.
He swiftly blames and then proclaims:

I’m not a creep, I’m not a crook.
The biz I did was by the book.
“Fraud Squad”, then began to look.
Illegal tenders; imaginary lenders.
“Stop the Steal” defense fund senders.

Burning “fraud candles” on both ends,
A conscience he has never battled.
No morals, no soul. He’s never rattled.
Properties values he’d pretend.
For what you ask. And to what end?
To lower taxes and loan rates then.
A burden brought on New York State,
To which they’ll long be saddled.

In business he bragged that he was smart
To keep what belongs to others.
His neighbors’ dreams of getting loans.
He willingly, greedily smothers.

The D. O. J. took a second look.
They found that all his books were cooked.
The evidence gathered was so large.
Indictments came with righteous charge.

Caught now in the light of day.
He pleads with judge –
He needs a stay.
From trial he must get far away.

Large and vast,
his crimes have been.
Now, he’s caught -and has to pay.
Never thought he’d see this day.

On courthouse steps the press then gathers,
To broadcast – his lies, such blatant blather.

I’m just like you, misunderstood.
Can’t you see my Victimhood.

They’re out to get me and hold me back.
I’m LACKING morals and don’t hold back.

I’m an aggravator to my M.A.G.A. crew.
An Instigator of riots too!
A racist lying agitator.
Vote for me, your grifting SAVIOR.

Pensile Pence

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