First written in September of 2016 but pertinent all over again
Dump D. Drumpf!
He spat out great gall.
Dump D. Drumpf!
He shat on us all.
Are Republicans on some
hallucinogen…?
Will conservative voters
snap out of it…? When…?
Dump D. Drumpf!
His widget's a wall.
Dump D. Drumpf!
His digits are small.
He mixes the Kool-Aid
supramicists drink.
(And what must
the global community think…?)
Dump D. Drumpf!
Do it now! Do not stall!
'Twill prove fatal to wait
until late in the Fall:
He's down with endorsements
from Duke and the Klan.
So: why does he give the green light…?
'Cuz he can.
Uly Poe pens dogg'rel verse. "Such phun," puns Uly, "I disburse." The gamut runs from spam to worse. The matter posted...? Poe's diverse -- most, postcards from his universe, replies to grudges he must nurse. My summary...? Let me be terse: a mitzva, mostly. (Not a curse.)
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