MAGAronic

     Truly Uly hears it said: 

MAGA hats are white-on-red.

Through vines of grapes

I heard the line.  
“It just ain’t so,” said I.
When rumor mills

then ground it fine, 
“deny,” I cried. “Deny!”
Then, fin’lly, out

the horse’s mout'

Drumpf's h'rumpf, “I lost,”

was heard.
"'Tain't so," said I.

“You know that guy:

you cannot trust a word...”