Of Donkeys and Elephants, Part Iv: Jilted
So don’t let those other guys get you down
How could we not beat the hippie and witch?
She’s a criminal; he’s a goofy clown
But we can’t beat the Donald, here’s the sitch:
Standing at the altar, first five, now three
Awaiting the voters to be their groom
Casting anxious looks toward the entry
But with a s-Trump-et, the groom left the room
This can’t be happening? How could it be?
The “Real Republicans” and their backers
Misread the writing on the wall, you see.
Only role now is Donald attackers.
Sometimes the choice is good; this year it isn’t:
It's psychopathy versus narcissism!
3/16/16
Copyright © Tom Quigley | Year Posted 2016
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