Bottom Feeders
Trump thinks that he is hot to trot;
A sinister, atrocious always sought;
We saw first putt;
From team got cut;
Bottom feeders are all he ever caught.
Her last name is Goldberg. Do you
remember rest of her name?
Jim Horn
Hillary and Trump Are Methodist
Trump tries to think he is hot to trotting
But like a fool all his history has forgotten
To Blue Star Mom was moron and adversed
Possible thing to do in world is the worst.
Another real bad as usual he has just done
Of cerebral-palsied person Trump made fun
Mentioned where a woman's blood came from
Did abuse someone who was deaf and dumb.
Low of all low life's Trump he likes being
Took advantage of blind no longer seeing
Knowing he is great seeming so stellar
What would he say about Helen Keller?
What he should do is cease and desist
But probably my points he has missed
Lastly to write find this hard to resist
Both Hillary and Trump are Methodist.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Prominent Poet
In my house there is a monster,
Who’s growing every day,
He’s usually quite happy,
In his own reptilian way.
He often watches TV,
He doesn’t care which side,
He really looks quite funny
When his mouth is open wide.
It cools him off when he is hot
He does it all the time,
Locusts are his favourite treat,
He eats them up just fine,
He munches and he crunches them,
It‘s quite a sight to watch,
But even more fascinating
Is when he makes a catch.
He might be multi-coloured,
With prickles on his tough skin,
His spiky beard can blacken,
And he makes a right old din,
I love my friendly monster,
Not everyone can say,
They have their very own dragon
To play with every day.
He told me he is hot and I’m not
Then I looked at the cooking pot and the flower pot
I wondered! What gap exist between the belly and beauty
I will ask the sun and the dark cloudy city
He told me he is hot and I’m not
Then I gazed at the aged hut and the blue spot
I wondered! What are the pains and gains of time and chance?
I would ask the bending bones and the legs that dance
If you are hot and I’m not
Don’t blame the Creator for the seed that rot
For they are the future trees that feeds the nation
So, paint your ego with ash and caution
If you are hot and I’m not
Don’t add salt to the content of your teapot
For it will make the content sour and poor
If you are hot and he is not, do not think that he is poor
If you are hot and I’m not
Don’t put your head on the pillow of a baby cot
For it will dent your intended egomania
If he’s hot and you’re not, forget his egomania.
song title.. 'I am hot' by Dbanj [ a Nigerian artiste ] - required by member contest. music to
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