Pitiful To See a City Full

Pitiful to See a City Full Is there a limit to how much you can be gullible If I were to say to you that I was infallible Error or mistake for me is impossible to make After you read this complete a second take. Supposed I were to grab you by both gills And from you shake out all of the thrills Would chills of big bills you be followed by When they were being piled high in the sky. Did you know they call me do or die Dan Who we understand sure is quite a man Liked playing cards and holding a trump Who thinks he can give us a big bump. Here a trump there a trump and what is next Saw a big sign on barn that had been hexed After Trump had crashed his big dump truck Case came to a close when he ran out of luck. Is this a combined Will Rogers/Ogden Nash poem or a poem so pitiful no one would of wanted to see a city full. James Thomas Horn Retired Veteran and Poet RiverSea Plantation Bolivia, NC