Rico Meets Trump

At the Florida Keys you come as you are  
Rico And Trump are sitting at the bar 
heres some huchicoochi  
virus free hubaloochi 
Rico says  " better not I'm driving my car" 

"I'll drive you home," says Trump with a smile 
"I'm Presidente" then he combs his hair in a pile   
will you vote for me, Rico? 
I'd rather vote for Chico,  
"Suit yourself but I'm going to win in style" 

At the bar the boys get boisterous drinking in a flask 
"who farted asked Mr. P " clipping on his mask 
Rico pinches his nose hair  
must be the Florida air  
by the way Mr. P, are you sure you're up to the task ?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Laurie Avatar
August 22, 2020 at 6:18 PM
Crikey Pixie ... I'd love to be a fly on the wall listening to Rico and Mr. Trump debate US issues. Rico would trump his limericks I reckon - thanks Pixie - Lindsay
Fraser Avatar
August 16, 2020 at 2:33 PM
Very witty, roll on 'November' in the hoping 'Donald' is 'Top Trumped' and never to be seen again ;)
One Avatar
August 15, 2020 at 1:12 PM
You have a great imagination my friend
Leffanta Avatar
August 14, 2020 at 11:45 AM
At which point Mr. P wilted? Aloha! Rico
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