Trump and His Hot Seat
Trump and His Hot Seat
Trump has a hot seat that is a scorcher
Many times people has tried to torture
With remarks he made which would cut
Simply can't keep his big mouth shut.
Several times with eyes we have read
What with Twitter account Trump said
Replacing our elaborate hopes with fears
Are sure to tell when you see our tears.
Trump has head that we call a knuckle
While he was doing the huckle buckle
All of the issues continuing to avoid
Making us frightened and also annoyed.
God has granted everyone a warning
You must be prepared for Friday morning
A President who we want to be humble
As usual with his words is sure to stumble.
Between Trump's ears was found big gap
And in office must pay piper for each rap
Regarding all the foolish things he has done
Like giving his business to handsome son.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2017
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