2021
Four more years is all he asked for
Biden dashed his hopes
Now he rails against his electoral loss
Fraud being the Democrats' friend
From his bunker he rants and frets
Two visions dancing in his head
Restoration of his crown in 2024
And the bleakness of the prison cell
Where will it all end-The White House
Or the place he most fears- the big house?
A reek of sulphur about him here rolls
His followers armed and prepared to fight
Ready to bring conflict to the not so United States.
God help America
Copyright © Denis Bruce | Year Posted 2020
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