Best Trump Poems

Fanatics in Talibama
stadiums of bigoted extravaganza
hopefully supporters one day held to account
for abusing children in the name
of evangelical doctrine

He assassinates foreign officials
as terrorists like to...

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it was the sixties
we were young
we were going to change the world
spin it like a basketball on our finger
take the three point shot 
win the...

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Hocus Pocus

Poets are like magicians.
They trick the heart into feeling, 
“things” they had no idea, were there at all. 

Sadly poets don’t always know how...

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Politics and Poetry – is hate really the answer

Why write a poem of hate about Trump
He’s been there just over a week
Though Hilary Clinton the...

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I Came By…
(to see you)

You don’t see me. 
I see you, everyday. 
I am afraid to say hello. 
You may say good-bye. 

I just want...

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(A parody of the Modern Major-General's Song from "The Pirates of Penzance" by Gilbert and Sullivan.)

I am the very model of a very stable genius.
Compared...

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I saw Nazis march yesterday
upon the streets of Charlottesville.
And, with swastikas on display,
crazed clansmen chanted blood will spill.

I saw Satan grinning with pride
at racial slurs...

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Merry Impeachness

Justice delayed however symbolic
the orangutan finally won his award
for corruption and dereliction of duties
the constitution used to apply to all

IMPEACH
the orange leach
Lucifer has more...

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It's not hard to see or tell this world of ours 
Isn't the same as it used to be. Granted, it has 
Never been perfect,...

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On My Own

It is early in the day for most. 
I am just going to sleep. ‘
This will make many people angry. 
But at times,...

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We have fences around homes...
locks on doors
bars across windows
video cameras-
motion detectors
and panic rooms.
To protect the only sanctuary that we have.
Even heaven has a vetting gate...

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As biology goes, I'm surviving,
a few aches and pains and a cough
and I check every morning when in the bathroom
to see if my bits have...

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“ANTE BELLUM”


BEIGEBest served where it can’t be seen
On Stirling Silver platters
With redruM narcotics
Delivered by sharp Blood-Red
Well-mannered talons
Strutting in sleek wet rolling tight-skirted
Long French Silk Stockinged...

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We are so different

I am smart, you are less so
I am a man, you are a woman
I am trump, you are poor
I am beautiful, you...

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The Fool   (Octodil)


Fool that I am
I roam alone,
A ragged vagabond
Unaware of perils
That haunt the obscure paths of life;
Into the unknown I wander
Led by...

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