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Acts Before Axe Falls

CATEGORY

just different

Views: 180

(Now words written
some months back
more urgent then ever!)

Trumpet call to action,

sans barreling totalitarian

tilt per prez

zee dent shill faction

already wrecking ball -

even without

Miley Cyrus - got traction.

 

Das boot Trump out-

(oust him to)

Mexico or Waterloo

lip smacking

gangs eagerly await

bully in

White House and true

as Reince

prescience fore tells poe

whit yawl

get lucky strike

if keep Taj Mahal

shaped shoo

fur deux hundred daze

starring

scary motley crue.

 

╰☆╮I'm royal heir

to peace

mongering hoarders,╰☆╮

which comb hen

might handy when borders

hermetically sealed,

per heil hit lore

caw zing a furor

with his stark orders.

 

Gestapo Re

Don Dint (doomsday)

I dont wanna

don a quack dynasty outfit,

or that

of wood chucker

but...holy

mother ***er

kudos to heckler,

who deems

steam roller Trump

as one mean trucker.

 

Thus - for umpteenth

attempt to post

with noah intention

to induce rabid

reaction to roast

my(albeit

scrawny just

to be cheeky),

I duck rye America

will burn like toast

 

if.... mister

money bags reaches

full term finish line

of presidential electorate,

he doth stick out

pudgy leatherneck

with reassurance,

sans hiz

safely guarded golf coast.

 

My anti Donald

trump screed

WE MUST DO MORE

THAN YODEL

LOUD: all agreed

out....out...get...

lest cruel night

mare har reed

thru legislation -

ding dong

the witch's dead

donald drake...freed
 

bigotry, derogatory

hate, hence

out...of...here...

without...his...

coat...indeed

of...armor, nor

golden golfing irons greed

dilly bought

with monies usurped

unpaid/underpaid

migrants MUST NOT heed

no passivity,

who rightfully

feel indignant and teed.

 

I dune hot

condone political measures

paws sauté fracas

mane lion kapo - louse

jabbering indiscretion

via his blouse

zee and breezy

haughty snub nosed

air audacity,

haughty, and superiority

on par with Doctor Zeuse

herewith continues poem,

 

I dashed off ala

hill a re: huff - to douse

Auld don self serving

trumpeting and gel lee

joie de vivre

dystopian whorehouse

inducing nostalgia

fin d siecle

Barack Obama

utopia of yesterday

now 45th lacking prez cred,

 

he doth thrive

to squeeze gnarly paws,

around world

asper hobnobbing

with bigwigs snatching

grab-bag to carouse

invariably sparking angry birds viz

puffin that retweet his sewerage bilge -

 

strike horror

tummy senses -

for antithetical

opinions heed espouse

based on scary

political fracas

and ominous

nightmare

whar mo' will grouse

to obstruct Trump

accessing black

keys to arouse

 

looming

presidential nightmare

became real - gruff louse

he crushes

sacred freedoms,

whence civilization

goes off bluff

analogous

to a rabid Tom cat

terminating the life

of poor ole Mickey Mouse.

 

DUCK AFTER

DUMP PING

THE DON

air ring ma thoughts -

no matter aye ham

juiced one

twenty first century mwm ape

serves

as genuine s cape

to fly (during pitch

 

black hours

of night) and escape

burning effigies,

where his jumbo jet,

a sonic boom stick

bewitching like Snape

temporarily tough feign

ruffled feathers

sans rape

pay shuss

selfish lust, when world

slides down

behavioral sink

into Old Rotten Gotham,

where he twill jape

at distant outlier

from madding crowd a gape.

 

At sheer inanity

trumpeting strumpets

donning innate

prejudice and

senselessness purr

blind faith toward

self avowed demigod --

seize whore viz Cesar

 

his hair coiffed

and puffed

like it whir

wind blown

kickstart ting mobs to stir

paying bodyguards

to evict ruckus-causing murmur

oh...how the masses

will let this country.

 

Go to hell

in hand basket

and rack up

stratospheric global debt

cause zing this one

measly mortal

male to fret

that totalitarian rule

will force every man,

woman and child

to march....het

 

two...three...four,

while the billionaire

turns a third

blind eye speeds away

in his foo fighter jet

argh...heavens

to Betsy DeVos,

how did fickle finger of fate let

 

this pompous ass

vacuum majority votes

across world wide net

to finagle vox populi,

and groom hooligan

nasty ruffian thugs

with smashed face

doughy as

smart putty pet

 

bump ping uglies

henchmen bedlam set

to create

their own version

of the tet

offensive, despite croup

bawling ashen

faced deportees,

 

whose tears sentence

innocent to po' ver tee

branding

indiscriminately vet

so culled unwanted

ill eagle "aliens"

labored with

nose to grindstone


fingers

to the bone vainly,

their American dream

parched whence whet

long story short - pondering

rental circumstance

will equal net

 

zero importance,

and will be

upended if this ret

chad, ewol,

googly-eyed, gastronomic,

narcissistic

bullish don will set

the spark

for world war three -

 

via gone ah re:

ha...ha...ha...

to all vet

tureens within

American crucible

melting pot -

with backs whet

unless....Katrina

and the Waves,

superman or

Sabrina can oust him yet.

 

 

 


 


 

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