Saturday 22 December 2018

Don's the One - I'm Trump




Don’s the One… He’s Trump!

Back then - as a lad he picked up his millions from his dad. He’s Trump.
Yeh - Dad made millions… passed one on… he picked it up and started the run - 
Need to make a zillion? Just watch this - be rude about people take the piss
Buy a bit of land - build a casino - use slave labour - treat em like dirt - we know,  in Atlantic City, It’s a dump… 

Moves On. Stamps on the meek makes ‘em squirm - He’s Trump.
Do something naughty - Oi - we saw yer - I’ll cover it up - get a good lawyer.
Loves the limelight can’t get enough… Porn Star? Can’t tell the truth makes up stuff
One rule for me - one for you… Fancy a slinky bird will she screw? Fancy a hump?

Say you didn’t do it - who’s to know. He’d refuse a pardon to an innocent on death row. I’m Trump.
I’m a bit special and Life’s a doddle… Havin’ it off with a Slovenian model (or two)…
Yeh…fancy a broad grab her pussy… I’m up for President and obviously I’m not fussy
Behaving like a total shite house doesn’t stop you from reaching the white house… He’s Trump.

He won the nomination and the election - power makes him nuts, gives him a cerebral erection. He’s Trump!
Smarmy? Yes…but in charge. Yes! Barmy! So I won’t let gay people join the army.
Immigration control Law and order?… won’t let Mexicans cross the border.
Heavy malice aforthought and negative intent. Bloody hell I’m the President. I’m Trump!

Thinning hair - Tonsorial arts…let it grow… swirl it - coiffe it - spray it gold, spray again with ‘hard to hold’ - I’m Trump.
In the wind it unfurls and makes him look like a twat…but he has the answer - the baseball hat 
And the cap allows him to carry the message… Making America Great Again!…impressive!
The permatan the orange strangulated hues… completes the picture, ties the noose  Internationally - Bit of a chump

Sociopathic Narcisist! Personality disorder…Doesn’t drink so he can’t be pissed - But He’s Trump.
Tells a lie, a big one - denies it. Most sensible people wouldn’t even try it - but he does. 
Whatever you think… and it’s been said, he eats big Macs whilst he’s in bed - tweeting!
How does he do it, what a nerve - a shining example to the people he should serve… 
They could be doing ‘the dump’.

Foreign policy? Ask the Pope. He summed it up in a glance…Nope! Putin ‘Nyet!” Macron ‘Non’. Stumped! 
He insults the press corps at home and abroad…It’s fake news this - fake news that. Read the message on the hat!
“Impeach… Impeach” some folks cry… “Fuck the lot of you it’s do or die! 
I ain’t going down without a fight” - 
So, after all the brickbats, guffaws, jeers and jokes… He loses it… lights the fuse… 
That’s all folks! That was Trump!

Trouble is he could take a lot of people with him!

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