(Though in fact never uttered by him, “Events, my dear boy, events” was UK PM Harold McMillan’s reported
response when asked what would most likely blow his or any government off course.)
Take note: what's Potus fear the most?
Misdeeds by dissidents?
Nope! Let's be clear: Drumpf’s greatest fear?
Events, my dear...events.
Need Drumpf beware the Koch-choked air
petroleum augments?
You heard it here: Drumpf’s greatest fear?
Events, my dear...events.
Apologize does Drumpf for lies,
for fake news he invents?
Nope! What's Drumpf do when day is through?
He vents! Mon Dieu: he vents:
"So sad" (Drumpf says) “are Congress's
advises and consents."
Far worse than they? Drumpf’s feet of clay:
Events, okay? Events.
Be Donald's bane some coup de main
by ISIS malcontents?
Though bad, by fa-a-ar more fearful are
events, Akbar...events.
What scares the pants off Donald? Rants
by former presidents?
Nope! Worse than those, Drumpf duly knows:
events, my bros...events.
What fans Drumpf’s fright 'round three at night?
The ninety-nine percents?
Them he can bear. More
feared are their
events, mon freres...events.
So: what must you do to undo
the trouble Drumpf foments?
This message send when you attend
events, my friend, events!
The Message:
Till Drumpf vamooses or relents,
support all anti-Drumpf events!
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