Trump Poems
The Stooge and the Vixen in Trumps own words
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
Bragg's just an ass, a poor leftist stooge
Bought for in full by the Soros machine,
Why target me when he knows he will loose
His obvious intentions malicious and mean.
As to that Stormy, a vixen indeed,
She's now named me ‘Tiny’ can't clearly be true,
Her one claim to fame fueled by greed
The day I first met her is the day I now rue.
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My obsession just to win – in Trump’s own words
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
My head is in a spin,
My obsession just to win,
I'm driven and I'm mad
All I smell is gushing blood.
I feel I'm in a surreal game
That shooting sort - so very lame,
Where targets pop-up all around,
Nothing ever out of bounds.
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Donald Trump Poems
by Michael R. Burch
The Ex-Prez Sex
by Michael R. Burch
The prez should be above the law, he sez,
even though he’s no longer prez.
Jim Crow Pie
by Michael R. Burch
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Now Here Comes Their Bleating – in Trump’s own words upon acquittal
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
So many words, such boring waffle
Posturing peacocks, whispering snakes,
Actions so twisted doubtful if lawful
A bunch of connivers, dithering flakes.
In the House which they rule
They pointed and frowned
Lectures unending as if back at school,
Comments unwelcomed, arguments drowned.
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Is this all there is?
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
Too old by half.
Just ask the media, ask their staff,
Obstinate may be
But surely that writing on the wall can they still see?
Politics not a game for laggards,
Granted some confuse that term with braggards;
Lithe and vibrant does one need be
When all the time their message is “look at me”.
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I've got Joe in hand - in Terry Fators voice
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
I have a plan
Yes it may be unconventional,
But as a fan
I assure you its success will be intentional.
Most of you may know me
My talent feted shore to shore,
With puppets real as all can see
Talking, singing and much more.
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Who's left but me - in Joe Bidens words
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
I know I'm slightly losing it and Jill sees that now too,
So all we can but hope for is to Bluster and to Woo.
What If I sometimes falter with names or something more,
Only Fox is bent on keeping that lame and pointless score.
The rest of my fan Media provides me with great flak,
While I air my inner Irish and repeatedly attack.
As to the clueless voters I truly feel for all,
I quietly do get them, as the choices do appall.
Trump is but a cannon with a worn-out rusty bore,
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I'm Kamala - your next President
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
I'm sitting pretty biding my time
Staying real quiet towing the line,
For President Biden, that lovely old man
Playing the game as only I can.
Why make loud waves, somehow act up,
When everything soon will fall in my lap,
Quiet will do it, with a giggle or two,
Hold my cards close and see this thing through.
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My obsession just to win – in Trump’s own words
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
My head is in a spin,
My obsession just to win,
I'm driven and I'm mad
All I smell is gushing blood.
I feel I'm in a surreal game
That shooting sort - so very lame,
Where targets pop-up all around,
Nothing ever out of bounds.
......
Donald Trump Poems
by Michael R. Burch
The Ex-Prez Sex
by Michael R. Burch
The prez should be above the law, he sez,
even though he’s no longer prez.
Jim Crow Pie
by Michael R. Burch
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