Out Croppings and Droppings
Out Croppings and Droppings
After looking from all the out croppings
Discovered there were some Trump droppings
And if on you Thunderhead were to drop in
All of us hope he would never do it again.
Why is that thunder seems to make a clap
While Trump could care less or give a crap
After he constantly has been raising fuss
Fat, big and blustery like a blunderbuss.
By my wife's email again was stimulated
And to write another poem have contemplated
But being we are living so way down south
She took all the words right out of my mouth.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
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