Thanks
for your blunder,
You
orange-haired wonder,
For
aggravating Americans out of their dream
Killing
two major parties with one small stone
Expect
it that soon you’ll be cut to the bone
Leave
us nothing but civil war,
You ignorant childish whore,
The
militia we’ll pummel into their graves
The
out-of-work bosses’ factories
Collectivized
in the land of the finally free
You’re
more than an Obama Bush,
In
the final beer hall putsch,
When
you fascists are cut down in the streets
But
if not for your despicable overt-ness
Those
Dems would go silently, worthless
Let’s
take advantage of your rot.
Comrades,
the iron’s hot
To
forge a new society from the shell of the old
When
the value of accumulated wealth is debunked
And
the capitalist world is flunked
Hail,
Caesar Trump,
Campaign
in vain on your Ahab stump
Lead
your lemmings down en masse
As we
commutate your 2020 vision
With
victory marches of derision
Come
on, Trumpster,
Like
an unsuspecting martyr,
The nation sick with out-of-control fodder
Eat mistakes your ego bakes on fire
And
stoke the flame of workers’ desire
Come
on now Trumpelstilskin,
Though
your nap has hit a bump,
Every
goose step deflowering starlets
Make
them carry their fetus to term
And
christen them with crosses you burn
Commander
in grief,
Nothing
less than a thief,
Fan
the flames of revolution
Shoot
at the looters that ask for more
Of
what you said they were living for
Thumbs
up, gangster dumpster,
Donald
Corleone’s Trumped up monster,
Like
the Godfather’s henchmen thrived
With
all your courtiers by your side
Fuel
the tanks for their final ride
Be an
unwitting hero,
Mister bankrupt zero,
As we
cut the locks and fling open the gates
Until
the ruling parties sharing power
See
mansions crumble in your finest hour
So be
it, Donny babe,
It is
what it is so why be afraid,
Comrades,
let us go for his throat
Char
your White House bride in black
And tear it down so there’s no going back.
October
31, 2020
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