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Mark my word...

Mark my word...

Das fuhrer Donald Trump will return with a vengeance
Trump wracked up an impressive
$122.00 million war chest
accumulating $82.00 million
merely proffering impish grin
between January and June of 2021;
now he sets his sites and will most likely aim
to garner coveted commander in chief come 2024,
his household name
offers him a strategic advantage
against lesser known contenders,
which rivals best announce their intention
to vie for president of United States
after results of 2022 midterms elections
(less than five months away)
define politicians favorability.

The glory of Republican Party
will once again heat up at Mar-a-Lago resort,
where agitation poised to strike on the brink
presidential election 2024
jabbering incites gotcha -
ha ha ha, he heinously cackles
humiliation, nauseation, repudiation...
(courtesy Taj Mahal size erected gonads)
goads desecration as fete accompli chink
in hammered armor
of Democratic rubric, constituting:

capitalistic ethic, generic iconoclastic,
kinetic magnetic opportunistic quixotic
socialistic universalistic webbed world,
nor budging an inch when
manipulated masses swallow
his electric kool aid acid drink
what tha huff huck, –
this belligerent, dominant and
fervent hellraiser doth bungle in the jungle
decreeing tacit Marshall law
fast as a shutterfly eyewink
as his cosmic crotch grab
doth put Venus under his sway
with his Mercury hill temperament
pitches the orbit of planet Earth
tubby comb out of balance
infected by hiz anti Jupiter
damnations, excoriations, fulminations
Huzzah sing how whiz derriere
didst Saturn simultaneously
crushing crucible as an Uranus
indiscriminately plopping unapologetic xenophobic

two hundred fifty pounds of flesh
dub bling down humming his favorite Neptune
that dost affect Pluto hoc crass sea
repeating a self coined motto –
I yam almighty, therefore no fink
simply commandeering the reins of control,
a one man military intelligence groupthink
hut triad and true dyed in the wool
rip pug in ant guise zing rogue
rejoicing tuff fool, governing and hoodwink
king the die hard fans of dictatorial,

linkedin and monarchist ink
cube bus thriving on
wielding indomitable aggression
practiced in the Art of the Deal
incorporating an unanticipated jink
iron fist rule reigning down vis a vis
pro pens heave lee and prop hen city
flashing hiz seal of approval,
which scribbled signature
doth not smooth monkey
serve hay puzzling kink

boot his frenzy to bulldoze
catastrophic, formulaic, and illogic
spells these United States of America
twill become hell
in a handbasket worth repeating
with nary a trace of the grit of link
kin, the sixteenth president,
(whose ruggedly pioneering frontier existence)
found him steady and strong,
plus soft hearted as pelt o’ mink;
the epitome of former forty fifth

elected commander in mischief
touting nepotism with figurative plink
ousting progressive liberal officeholders
who decried January 6th, 2021 insurrection
hashtagged violent rebellious usurpers
as hooligans violating hallowed halls of democracy
courtesy using sanctioned government property
name attacking Capitol building
in Washington, District of Columbia
and emptying their bowels
using said complex edifice as commode
causing a big stink!
 

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sparrowsong

😂😂😂😂😂😂

​​​​​​Piggy Bank money ask Biden and his spending spree...

No matter what we were still paying under $3.00 gal.

Biden can't spend and keep inflation down...

He doesn't know how...

I bet Donald remembers his own name...

Dems aren't wanting Biden on the ticket in 2024...

That can't be good...

Let out your junk no one's really buying what Biden's selling unless it's attached to his price tag if something you want and are able to get from the shelf...

You're hilarious...

You should try stand- up...

sparrowsong

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matthew harris

I know damn well that poetry and politics don't mix well together, but a who cares attitude over took sense and sensibility, especially accentuated with disappointment with the Biden administration.

Most likely yours truly (me) will opt for a more youthful (read younger) and vibrant Democratic contestant, which dark horse hopefully makes her/himself known after the November 8, 2022 midterm elections.

Though somewhat politically aware, I decry the appalling abuse of power, which self centeredness not limited to either one or the other political party, but apparently innate within the human species, a race of dangerous, heartless, licentious creatures this solitary fellow would prefer to dissociate from, yet recognizes the impossible mission to escape fallout generated by said bestial creatures.

Though generally passive, the necessity to become an informed citizen of the webbed wide world (subscribing to and reading Mother Jones, The Nation, and TIME magazine) allows, enables, and provides if just an inkling of so much stifled news.

Self expression courtesy poetry websites might not turn the tide against autocratic craving ferocious jack-a-napes orotund untenable zealot bulldozing their way to wrest control of every man, woman, and child.

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