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Donald Trump Donald Trump Das Fuehrer's Braggadocio

Donald Trump Donald Trump Das Fuehrer's Braggadocio

Wrapped up in the Christmas holiday spirit,
I surmise doth allow
nationally collective obliviousness
to steer ship of state

(these United States)
to suffer retaliatory browbeat
ting activates, detonates, generates
je nais sais quois maliciousness

upon North American consciousness
from wickedly vehement uproarious tirades
the "FAKE" president doth crow,
whereby every word uttered

by the misfit mealy mouthed madman
in the Oval Office directly
impacts Lady Liberty, sans dow
wager even when the brash,

defensive, haughty...commander
in chief doth raised by alternately
by one or both colored eyebrow,
which nonverbal hostile

body language triggers
concomitant domino fallout
to devastating effect,
whereby analogous nee

palpable invisible reverberations
trigger thee threat
of global mortal Kombat flow
war moves the dial on

the Doomsday Clock to foreshadow
the stark realization of glow
bull thermonuclear conflict to hoe
var ominously over planet Earth,

which scenario haint Noah Joe
king matter, cuz
more'n juiced Homo sapiens know
wingly, would be decimated,

where from Noel fierce
riding hobby horse, could
weather thee irrevocable low
down, once bombs away loosed,

and poised to strike
every fibrous marrow
with an irreversible tendon cee,
yet some hardy

species might narrow
lee escape radioactive fallout,
and blithely usurp meaning overthrow
this most menacing creature,

whose opposable thumb didst pro
pell the nasty, short tempered,
and mean minded
to upset status quo

and shred of a fatalistic,
graphic, and horrific roadshow
no Wizard of Oz (zee us born)
negating, obliterating, and pulverizing

the uninhabitable landscape
with burnt offerings
much more frightful than scarecrow,
which worst case scenario,

could explode today or tomorrow
leaving no trace of unlovely bones
merely mass cremated powder,
hence forsaked salvation

from... say Beto
O'Rourke, whose actively
democratic gumption joisted paradigm
grim fate recklessly
(hypothetically) did veto.
 

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