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Fallacious and noxious, opaque and crude,

are the chemicals that make up his grand hairdo.


Fat and engorged, junked up amounts,

lying and suspect bank accounts.


Skin of orange, hair of smoke,

He’s Cheeto Jesus! Twitter emotes!


A lack of knowledge on world affairs,



China, JINA! Me no like,

Hey Taiwan, call me tonight!


Trump University has great degrees,

like “Getting Big Money With Bigger Ease!”


 A New York Democrat all his lifelong,

friend of Hillary, female embodiment of nasal song!


Lives in a Tower in central Big Apple,

 the lives of the people, he cannot grapple.


Potentially a menace of great proportions,

to the waiter, if he don’t get his extra portions.


Been bankrupt so many damn times,

the IRS has given up trying.


To his credit, he doesn’t drink alcohol,

imagine if he did, incoherent-er  maelstrom!


He won’t like this poem, because it makes fun of him,

so I’ll have to adopt a pseudonym.


I love Russia, I love Putin”,

“We both aren’t afraid to stick the boot in!”


He will build a wall, with a little door in it, no really,

so the nice Mexican pixies can come and go freely


The nuclear launch codes? He will download the App,

One false swipe, and the Earth goes ZAP!


I will give him a chance, I will see how he goes,

He wasn’t my choice, but the people voted.


We must respect the votes of the populace,

to the Leftists rioting and conducting criminal acts,

STOP IT YOU SISSIES, exercise some adulthood, just breathe and relax.


The End (did you enjoy this poem)








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