banksters took a 15 trillion bailout out of our pockets.
In a land where the states are united, they claim,in a sky-scraping tower adorned with his name,lived a terrible, horrible, devious chump,
the bright orange miscreant known as the Trump.
This Trump he was mean, such a mean little man,with the tiniest heart and two tinier hands,
and a thin set of lips etched in permanent curl,
and a sneer and a scowl and contempt for the world.
He looked down from his perch and he grinned ear to ear, and he thought, “I could steal the election this year! It’d be rather simple, it’s so easily won,I’ll just make them believe that their best days are done!
And I’ll use lots of words disconnected from truth, but I’ll say them with style so they won’t ask for proof.I’ll toss out random platitudes, phrases, and such,They’re so raised on fake news that it won’t matter much!
They won’t question the how to, the what, why, or when
The Trump told them to fear, they should fear he would say
And the scared folk who listened, they devoured each word,
Yes, they ate it all up every word that they heard,petrified that their freedom was under attack,trusting Trump he would take their America back.
From the gays and from ISIS, he’d take it all back,
Take it back from the Democrats, fat cats, and blacks.And the Pant-suited One she was slandered no end, and a lie became truth she could never defend.And the Trump watched it all go according to plan—
a strong woman eclipsed by an insecure man.
And November the 8th arrived, finally it came,
like a slow-moving storm but it came just the same. He pouted a pout like a petulant kid,
thinking this is what Presidents actually did,
thinking he could still be a perpetual jerk,
terrified to learn he had to actually work,
work for every American, not just for a few,
not just for the white ones—there was much more to do. over two million more of us—voted for her.