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Number forty seven - White House occupant against all odds...

regarding President elect 
Donald John Trump.

As a cruel joke to self,
I imagined myself as a Republican
for that one glorious day
voting for the candidate
who clinched the nomination
as our next commander in chief
and still reeling in the heady years
when said unnamed person
graced the covers 
of countless magazines, 
(especially those hard copy publications
with a politically right bent),
and electronic mass media platforms
when one felt proud 
being the sole pachyderm in the room.

Within mein hermitage
now dwells one 
disheveled miserable 
troglodyte with a pet gecko, 
who wept a tearful river of joy
upon hearing unbelievable news,
(about a lucky man with panache,
whose ghost writer wannabe
yours truly would relish),
albeit at snail's pace schlepped

finally proclamation emancipation
gave reasonable rhyme 
yours truly to ejaculate
not prematurely, 
subsequently I leapt
out the window 
without a parachute 
of penthouse suite apartment
into the air, and kept
myself aloft completing

one after another sumersault,
flapping vestigial wings 
at the speed of sound and except
for minor nuisance of gravity,
nevertheless landed feet first and crept
a secret portal 
back into mine man cave adept
to survive alone 
in the wilderness
with pointers 
from the late Dick Proenekke.

Two hundred and ninety five electoral votes
in layman's terms 72,600,307 votes (50.9%)
tallied across country,
gave ample reason 
to do the hustle videlicet 
grinding hips and bump
with the missus 
decked out as Wilma Flintstone
after Trump declared victory 
in a brief trunk hated speech, 
an excerpt taken
quoting his exact words
at the Palm Beach 
convention center in Florida.
 
"I’ll be fighting for you, and with every breath in my body,” Trump told supporters who had gathered at Palm Beach County Convention Center to cheer him on. “I will not rest until we deliver the strong, safe and prosperous America that our children deserve and that you deserve.”

Admirable, (yet reviled) 
teetotaler contender 
who hailed from Queens 
orating at above named venue 
finally plopped and fizzed out,
whose non verbal 
body language issued relief,
thus spoke volumes 
after Kamala Harris formerly
deprecated, implicated, and prosecuted  

adequately bad mouthed
to curry distasteful impression
of freshly minted sexagenarian
fêted after his unrigged win
analogous to reeling 
once in a lifetime
catch of the day
hook line, and sinker  
anchored courtesy Taj Mahal replica 
nearly bankrupted him
into dustbin of history

good ciao electorate voted in
lovable loutish oaf, 
which four years ago
majority of voters chose to dump
best mandated to cavort 
with zoot suited frump
on any given Wednesday 
available to hump
rotund barenaked lady merging
into humongous protoplasmic lump.

Despite being caught 
red handed concerning
more'n where's the beef
burnished braggadocio brilliantly
stole 2016 election
under nose of Hillary Clinton
abused role, when tasked
as commander in chief,
nevertheless touted with bravado

courtesy totalitarian zealots
across the webbed wide world
good ole Charlie Brown nemesis
deportation apologist 
causing nothing but good grief,
hence yours truly quite elated
upon occasion when figurative new leaf
turned over and booted out
as more daring than Baghdad thief.

Hit the ground running
with nary a second to waste
Donald Trump, when 
Mike Pence and company at the helm
blindsided proving their steely eyed mettle
despite victory lap Democrats did taste
ushered in COVID-19 game plan
bolstering pandemic defences,
where prior administration sorely misplaced
priorities United States Lady Liberty
wantonly, undeservedly, subsequently
her reputation disgraced.

Hope springs eternal - 
ah tis amazing grace
yours truly suddenly 
brimming with optimism
able bodied diverse cabinet to erase
formerly inept sycophants 
with intentions base
running amok within White House
at long last competent 
candidate won the race,
this tatterdemalion doth welcome 
ye back Donald Trump, 
no matter pulled off disappearing act 
at Mar-A-Lago without a trace
sore loser teed off absent American
delivering his humiliating 
defeat coup de grâce.

Adieu after presenting façade  
gussied poetic opinion editorial
donning guise as antithetical braying donkey
failing miserably to convince readers
without the help of  “artificial intelligence” 
I cannot succeed generating “fake news”
dressed up as a senseless rhyme.
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