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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required If I told you, Donald, my love was true Would you dance for me, glad to be my boo? Or give a mean retort Making a piggish snort No Valentine's kisses from me to you Melania is getting done with Trump All he cares about is his nasty rump The Epstein files don't lie Knows he's guilty as pie When his term ends, he'll be sent to the dump If he tells me, I never wear a smile It's because I think he's a pedophile Ungodly as a papist And a guilty rapist Who knows what else is in the Epstein file King Donald Trump thought Greenland he’d steal Used threatening blunder in his spiel This Valentines Day Thought he’d have his way Greenland said, “Up yours, Donald. No deal!” Don Trumpty is totally impotent He can't get it up for any event It remains very slack Can’t perform in the sack On Viagra his bucks have all been spent! Donald J. Trump held a Valentine's Ball The world's dregs... he has invited them all There was Kim Jong and Putin Khamani and Rasputin His ego boosted, he felt ten foot tall No roses to give from the rose garden He paved it with a black heart that's hardened Installed gauche golden bling and destroyed the East Wing Criminals and crooks, he's given pardon Melania said that they’d never part And told him she loved him with all her heart She held his waist tight Squeezed with all her might Poor Donald gasped and let out a fart The President is standing in the buff Posing nude and trying to strut his stuff I guess he supposes Wife wants sex not roses But sadly, his old todger is too duff Donald forgot it was Valentine's Day Was too busy with targeting his prey By grabby their tushy His bare hands, so pushy All the red roses sold out anyway The FLOTUS put Donald in his place In the bedroom he can’t touch first base Cos he bedded Stormy D Then Epstein files, oh dear me The POTUS has got egg on his face I'd be his Valentine if he'd hold still Long enough for me to give him a pill that would put him to sleep And freeze the nasty creep Putting him in a cryogenic chill Cupid's arrows missed their mark, A collaboration of thoughts by Jan Allison, Tania Kitchin, Tom Cunningham and Lin Lane
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