Fire and Fury
Written By: D. Collins 3/28/2018
Where's "fire and fury" in this Stormy Daniels thing?
Probably tucked in a closet somewhere in the West Wing.
The Secret Service don't even know where he's at.
He seems to have melted, so check up under the mat.
Check under the seats aboard Airforce-1.
It can't be that easy to lose Donald Trump.
Wait! Send some men to Ms. McDougle's crib.
That's where I'd lay low to fly below the grid.
"Fake Media" can't even seem to draw him out.
The leader of the free world suddenly with a closed mouth.
"Fire and Fury" sure doesn't want to be found.
Humility may have set in, but I doubt that went down.
Where's blah, blah, bang, bang, Gangsta O.G.?
Mr. "Fire and Fury" from New York City?
If you still can't find him check in that "Sunken Place."
That's where most people go when its put in their face.
Copyright © Darrell Collins | Year Posted 2018
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