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!