A Lunsmore Or a Lucifer
A Lunsmore or a Lucifer
What if I mix up my gives with my git's
Wouldn't that really be the total pits
But out there when sins you will admit
Life's puzzle together does easier fit.
Sins create weight for our each shoulder
And everyday as our lives do grow older
There will appear someone named Trump
Who on backs will be a monstrous hump.
That hump did become so hard to bare
Also only for himself does he always care
Around whole countryside likes to tour
In disguise like a Lismore or a Lucifer.
Talking about someone who is skimpiest
And impressed by his being impish
Compared to candidates is much higher
No wonder they call him the Trump Empire.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2015
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