Look at me I’m Donnie T!
Unbound by reality
Out of my head
But my hat is bright red
It’s me!
I’m Donnie T…ee…ee
I have a great slogan
I’m pals with Joe Rogan
(Great guy. Very short.)
It’s me!
I’m Donnie T!
A real stable genius
I have a yuge
(don’t judge my hands)
(they’re quite large for a man)
Say’s me
I’m Donnie T…ee…ee
Work for me you’ll sign an NDA
To protect my big fat…HEY
(we all do it…right?)
It’s me!
I’m Donnie T!
So believe me, I know
Just because I said so
You’re stupid when you don’t
And a loser if you won’t
It’s me!
I’m Donnie T…ee...ee
We are just so very great
“They” however do not rate
(They’re eating our pets after all)
It’s me
I’m Donnie T!
Don’t you believe the covfefe
They try to make me look messy
Tremendously fake news
Watch Hannity for your views
It’s me!
I’m Donnie T…ee…ee
All I do is make deals
The bestest great deals
(Tariffs and Crypto--How can we lose)
It’s me
I’m Donnie T!
You know China’s just not classy
But my daughter Ivanka is so sassy
I’d date her if I could
But Melania said I probably should…..not
It’s me!
I’m Donnie T…EEEE…EEEE!
Nikki Haley, Sean Spicer,
Trey Goudy, Richard Grenell,
Sean Hannity, Bill O'Reilly,
Glenn Beck, Sarah Palin,
Rick Santorum, Tucker Carlson,
Rupert Murdoch, Kimberly Guilfoyle,
Ed Rollins, Eric Trump,
Ivanka Trump, Donald Trump, Jr,
Brian Kilmeade, Laura Ingraham,
Dan Bongino, Raymond Arroyo,
Steve Hilton, Kayleigh McEnany,
Maria Bartiromo, John Gibson,
Andrew Gilligan, Steven Milloy,
Karl Rove, Bill Shine,
Eric Bolling, Ed Henry,
Jared Kushner, Tomi Lahren,
Alan Dershowitz, Elizabeth McDonald,
Stuart Varney, Dagen McDowell,
David Asman, Gregg Jarrett,
Ashley Webster, Jason Chaffetz,
Candace Owens, Bo Dietl,
Judy Slater, Greg Gutfeld,
Steve Doocy, Harris Faulkner,
Dana Perino, Mark Steyn,
Leo Terrell, Jeanine Piro,
Dean Cain, Scott Brown,
Charles Payne, Jay Sekulow,
Lou Dobbs, Rick Scott,
Trace Gallagher, Newsmax,
OAN and Real America.
Ol' Hannity and Tucker,
Now there's a real pair.
Following the Trumpest drumbeat,
Without rhythm to share.
Both enjoy stirring the pot,
Regardless of the brew.
As long as Rupert can still
Count, all the revenue.
The crap they espouse, is
Simply poison that they spit.
Yet it's venom is complex,
And no antidote exists.
And while the puppet-master
Has, oh so many minions.
There is a severe lack of truth,
Among all those opinions.
Since patience is needed,
When judgement day arrives.
I can only wonder who'll be
Standing, and who is absent and hides.
I only know for now, I can't watch any
Fox channel, even my favorite, the NFL'd.
But who knows, maybe when that contract
Renews, the league can inform Rupert . . .
He's been cancelled.
H ave a shot at telling the truth, for a change,
A nd see if it improves your viewership range.
N ot that it won’t take time for folks to recalibrate;
N ot many will find immediate cause to celebrate.
I t’s difficult to recover from a history of lies,
T here’s a world of difference for him who tries.
Y ou might turn the page and bring FOX a prize.
We have politics, politics, politics, up to our necks.
They duke it out daily on Hannity and Glenn Beck.
Don’t forget Megyn Kelly that stirs the pot,
An unbiased media is evidently an afterthought.
Trump and Hillary are as different as night and day,
Both crying foul play with the way they are portrayed.
What will we talk about after the election in November?
All of this mud-slinging then we won’t even remember.
We've got innocent people,
Living in reminiscent times of indiscriminate evil,
We need an upheaval,
To retrieve our humanity,
Relieve all the vanity,
And plead for some sanity,
PLEASE Mr. Hannity!...
We say In God We Trust,
But not in US?
Cause US ain't just,
We're just too dangerous?
We must be animals...
Only after power and lust,
Cannibals...
Consuming every little thing that we touch,
But don't you understand that this is understandably much?
To say that we are nothing without a government crutch?
Without the government we wouldn't be limping and such,
Walking around like a gimp without a cane to clutch... unfinished
P arking my Harley near the doorway, we sauntered inside.
O ther than a lone microphone, I took the emptiness in stride.
E VENTUALLY the emcee asked what would be our order,
T hough it was hard for him to speak because of his goiter.
R eaching for my empty wallet was an INEVITABLE ILLUSION,
Y our CREATIVITY will be needed now, to prevent any contusion.
P erhaps I was mistaken, thinking I’d drop in for an alcohol INFUSION.
A lthough, the strong smell of pot just might ease that delusion.
L ooking all around the place for some small sense of sanity,
A fter that, the TV just went blank during a show called “Hannity.”
C ould this place, I wondered; be a “poetry palace” with an open mike?
E xcited, I ran out for the chap book I left on my trike.
By John Trusty