December 2016A Poem by MontagDecember 2016 Gliding down the moving stairs you seemed so eminently ignorable Now that you’re the President, it’s... what word am I looking for?...deplorable.
Author, tycoon, educator so very, very rich a political Lothario moving on us like a b***h.
Left for dead you yet have risen to face our unconcealed derision You grasped the poles of the city gates and pulled them down around you You even got twenty-nine percent of voters of a brown hue.
Stand you now with sword upraised in media’s unflinching gaze Teach us, Leader, that we may learn from a frequent guest of Howard Stern Send them to us, your oaf-ish tweets so that educated, smug elites may feel themselves superior to you and your flown-over friends in the heart of our interior.
O Trump we hate you O Trump we await you © 2024 MontagFeatured Review
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