The Horror of the Hey-Roar
'the horror, the....horror'
moaned colon-el kurtz
as he lay dying
...............................
'rump....it's t-rump'
cheered the crowds at his
anger...stupidity....and lies
just some level of conscious cognition
fostered by a rich spoiled bankruptcy star
to attract others of some 'deserving ilk'
so-called adults
educated and blind-dumb
with respect logic of reality
a rampant killer virus
the great rump farts
'it will only take a few'
he metaphored...'ah….it's my ego
it needs de...me-dication....
some food....martyrs in the crowd'
then t-rump roared
'the party has turned against me....
by i shall destroy it first'
then he wailed
'demonstrators are the problem....
martial law is now in effect'
'the chaos...unbelievable...the….chaos'
moaned those watching tv in bed
'where are the grown-ups'
locked away no doubt
in old age homes
their wisdoms dying
stan sand
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