Poem -

The reign of Stormy Daniels

The reign of Stormy Daniels

born Stephanie Gregory Clifford
alternately titled:
breast damned fallacy hi-jinxed!

At a loss what to write
yours truly (re) riffled
thru mine feeble attempts
at posthumous fame and fortune
wishfully hoping to support
kith and kin linkedin
after I frolicked in the autumn mist
in a land called Honah Lee.

Scrolling thru MEM re: lane,
I milk the following poem
as potential cache cow
to yield if nothing more
than to trigger raised brows
regarding genetic seeds of life
planted during an alleged
one-night sexual encounter in 2006
with thenbusinessman
and later United States President
Donald John Trump.

In her “60 Minutes” interview aired
Sunday (March 26th, 2018),
the porn star known
within red light district
as Stormy Daniels bared
her "naked lady" version
swearing oath of honesty,
she emphatically dick cleared
on a stack of video nasties,
and x-rated 'zines

now she can live rest of life
guilt free offloading
hush money endeared
a posteriori into infinitely
jesting bordello loop
with calmly enchanting bug eyed,
drooling media hounds,
whose nostrils flared
squelching the trumpeting Don,
who maliciously glared

for traitorously breaching
“genital man's agreement”),
playing the (sock it to him role
of goody two shoes)
christened as averred Stephanie Clifford)
Norville "Shaggy" Rogers
long haired pseudo
Mayflower madam averred
to right justice in sought after
condom free nation,
where the turkey

ought tubby national bird
mandating free codicil
to second amendment as of furred
thus, that ass hide
from right to bear arms
premature sea man tick ejaculation
of Peter ought to be heard
where sudden sound
sans pubis seams burst
jock strapped unseen bulging Johnson's
onslaught hail of expletives cursed

out the mouth of salty
sailor spewing Prez,
hook halled for a recess first
and foremost before
questioning resumed
automatically immersed
within tawdry tabloid pulp pit
whore sing Bacchanalian refused to quit
particularly when groin
set zipper (flimsy – obviously,
NOT put thru linkedin
locked down rigorous paces
realized, when pry vet eyelit
of trouser snake split)
yielding singular (nada so sterling)
gamut gallimaufry variegated erector set
with singular bulbous
ram rod rocket like trivet
mothering possible love child
of Trump to wit.

 

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