The Trump Balloon

In London, the crowds got to swoon
At a 20-foot orange balloon
Of a baby, quite plump,
Looking very like Trump
As he often appears – a buffoon.

His huge mouth is agape with a scream,
Surely spouting a foul-sounding theme
And his little hand grasps
What inspires some gasps –
That’s his phone, with its Twitter-type stream.

So the “welcome” the planners conceived
And that Londoners thereby achieved
Was a slap in the face
Bringing Donald disgrace
And the chance to see how he’s perceived.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Johnson Avatar
July 23, 2018 at 8:45 PM
Time for republican's to sing a new tune. And get rid of this arrogant goon. And the media too, time to tell what is true. And not to just tell his lies in review.
Krutsinger Avatar
July 18, 2018 at 5:23 AM
One of my favorite pems today and maybe of all time.
Allison Avatar
July 17, 2018 at 2:32 PM
Just posted my limericks Ilene! hugs Jan xx
Allison Avatar
July 15, 2018 at 6:32 PM
I've written 2 limericks on the same theme - still not posted them. I was appalled to see him walk in front of the Queen and not realise he had made a faux pas and just smirked . I am not a fan!:-( hugs jan xx
Bauer Avatar
July 16, 2018 at 3:46 PM
hey jan! that was so embarrassing to see! i cringe when i see or hear him and i think that balloon was just brilliant! thanks for dropping by...
Cunningham Avatar
July 15, 2018 at 4:57 PM
Haha ilene, I take it you're not a fan. Tom
Bauer Avatar
July 16, 2018 at 3:45 PM
oh, most definitely not, tom! thanks for the comment...
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