OLD MCTRUMPY HAD A FARMA Story by alanwgrahamA political satireOld McTrumpy
Old McTrumpy had a farm, hee haw, hee haw, trump. And on that farm he had some turkeys. Hee haw, hee haw, trump. With a trump, trump here, and a grump, grump there. Here a trump, there a grump Everywhere a mump, mump Old McTrumpy had a farm, hee haw, hee haw …..
Gobble gobble, gobble gobble ‘Hey Turkey-John, did you hear that Old McTrumpy has called us all to the turkey barn for some important news.’ ‘Yeh, I heard. It’ll be the usual Old McTrumpy gobbledegook.’ ‘Look, Turkey-John he’s there now. Look at that ridiculous toupee - hair today, gone tomorrow is what I say.’ ‘You wish, Turkey-Sue!’
Old McTrumpy stood in front of the barn door with his arms outstretched, a fake grin on his fake face, his hands waving the thronged turkeys forward.
‘Greeting Turkeys, you are honoured that I'm addressing such a fine flock of turkeys - don’t believe what you read in your Turkey Times tomorrow. This is a record flock here - a world record! Next month you will all be voting - all for me! Just joking - it’s a free vote. You will be voting for a great cause, a great tradition - a happy Thanksgiving. Your place in the celebrations will be assured - ha ha! You’ll all be centre platter - ha, ha! I have called you today to share a very serious matter with you. The Trumptown Times has been spreading lies that our great friend Vladimir at the Put-Inn is spreading malicious rumours about us. All fake news!
The truth is, the danger is
closer at hand. Our neighbours Foxy Sly and Weasel Words are plotting against
our great farm. They plan to drown us in drugs and illegal turkeys. Nasty people! We’re going
to build a great fence round the farm, the likes of which Trumptown has never
seen. These lunatics and lowlifes will
be yesterday’s news. We'll make the McTrumpy farm great again!
Later that day Turkey-John and Turkey-Sue were sat in the dirt outside their coup. ‘I don’t trust Old McTrumpy’ Turkey-John gobbled. ‘Thanksgiving! Huh!’ ‘Centre stage he says, more like centre plate! We’ll be celebrating it with corn and mashed potatoes!’ Turkey-Sue replied. ‘I’d like to find out what’s going on in that skull of his.’ ‘Not much if you ask me - when that mouth opens garbage is all that comes out!’ ‘I know what - how about tonight we go and find out what really goes on in that farmhouse of his.’
Later that night.
Turkey-John and Turkey-Sue
had wriggled up the Virginia creeper to give them a view down into the gold
plated McTrumpy master bedroom. Old McTrumpy had taken off his suit and tie,
and dressed only in his shorts and suspenders, was looking at himself in the
mirror. He stood in the familiar pose with arms outstretched and his thumb and
first finger circled. With the window open a crack the two turkeys could hear
him practising the familiar mantra - ‘fake news - fake news.' Just then, Turkey-John and Turkey-Sue's flabbers were gasted when McTrumpy put up his hand and lifted his fake ginger/blond thatch clean off his head along with the top of his skull. 'Wow, Turkey-John!' 'Geez, Turkey-Sue!' With eyes popping out, the two turkeys could see right down into McTrumpy's head. ‘Well I’ll be darned - he’s no brain!’ Inside his empty cranium they were amazed to see a little mouse with a megaphone and other mice standing beside big levers. As they watched, the mice with the levers pulled and McTrumpy’s arms moved. Then, to their surprise, one of the mice pulled a little lever and they could see McTrumpy's d*** rise. The other mouse lifted the megaphone and they could hear McTrumpy speaking, ‘It’s freezing and snowing in New York - we NEED global warming!’ ‘Can you make out what these mice are wearing Turkey-John?’ ‘Yes, yes - they’re all wearing these orange T shirts from Vladimir’s Put- INN.’ ‘Well, shake my snoods Turkey-John.’ ‘It’s all clear now - McTrumpy’s nothing but a Trojan horse!’
But that’s just a nursery rhyme - or is it?
Old McTrumpy has a country, hee haw, hee haw, trump. With a Trump tower here, and a Trump tower there With a little fib here, and a big fib there Here a fib, there a fib, everywhere a fib, fib With some p***y here, and some p***y there With a little threat here, with a big threat there With a sacking here, and a sacking there With an air strike here, and a cruise missile there Here a nuke, there a nuke ............ Old McTrumpy has a brain ??????? Hee haw, hee haw .......... ALL FAKE NEWS! © 2017 alanwgrahamFeatured Review
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Added on August 14, 2017Last Updated on August 16, 2017 AuthoralanwgrahamScotland, United KingdomAboutMarried with three kids, I retired early from teaching physics but have always enjoyed mountains. In my forties I experienced a manic episode which kick-started a creative urge. I've written a novel .. more..Writing
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