Tangerine tan man masterplan such chumps
Plumps to rain down bombs on Iranian clumps
Logic stumps as facts and pacts again dumps
Throat lumps as fossil fool fuel prices jumps
Getting trumped and thumped at the pumps
Oil barons gloat gazumps.. economy slumps
No cargo due to embargo everything flumps
Even a MAGA fan is now down in the dumps
Grumps got the hump with Mar a Lago frumps
Thicker than Forrest Gump deadlier than mumps
Top trumped, no surprise by the leaders of others
Rumbled by common sense, but his followers meld
Undoubtedly the time is nigh, when trump tower is felled
Momentous Presidency words and his rambling on
Proof that such in office, his song simply doesn't belong.
Donald Trump is Putin's puppet
In fact he's just a fool.
He was hoping for a Nobel peace prize
But finished up with sod all.
won't you
vote Cthulhu
in twenty
twenty four
for four
years
of and
for the
Greater Evil
than the
lesser
two?
Trump has been trumped
Kamala is riding high
She’s a wordsmith with a brain
And grumpy Trumpy’s word shy
She’s younger and full of vitality
He’s lost the ear of the crowd
While thinking he’d win easily
He’s now course and very loud
Spitting words of venom
Accusing her of dastardly doings
Kamala is the chosen one
His election bid in ruins
Xi, Putin and ping pong Korea
Were rubbing their hands with glee
But Trump has lost his poison
And has the sting of a dying flea
Evil always succumbs to good
And the wrong are never right
Trump’s no Robin Hood
I hope America sees the light.
David Cox 24/07/24
Sometimes it can be very painful,
Or just plain embarrassing to admit.
When an icon fails to reach the pedestal,
And their fraud is hard to acquit.
The effort involved in this fabrication,
Took decades to sharpen and hone.
Where the 'PR' folks worked their magic,
Creating a genius instead of Al Capone.
This 'con' reached upon new levels,
With a portrait that extended coast to coast.
While a legendary status from industry
Followed, Hell, politics would be simple as toast!
And while this chapter remains unfinished,
A nervous nation awaits the painstaking review.
As the truth becomes convincing to judgement,
And the illusions disappear without a clue.
He thought he was king of the pack
And told all his team he'd be back.
But what a kerfuffle
When after the shuffle
He found he'd no ace but a Jack!
20.11.20
( For the purpose of the contest only - no political comment!)
'Out On A Lim Poetry Contest'
Sponsor -Joseph May
April showers bring May flowers and weather breezy
This year April snow has brought us all to our kneesies
What the hell
Something smells
Must be Trumpie, disturbing the scheme of thingsies
Each day is a frustrating adventure in futility
Tolerating such weird behavior is incomprehensible
The man at the helm
Is spitting out phlegm
Normal just ain't in his realm of possibility
April showers bring May flowers and weather breezy
This year April snow has brought us all to our kneesies
What the hell...
Something smells
Must be Trumpie, disturbing the scheme of thingsies
There was a possibility of snow.
I looked out on a chilly white scene,
reflecting that extremes of weather are
matched by extremes of political fronts.
The season hangs its head
under a burden.
Out for a walk with 'Duke', I ducked
under snow-laden branches,
but it was the beast of a snowplough
that threw it at me – down my neck.
Is other traffic struggling
to get to where?
This morning the world feels very different.
We are searching to find where we are
as a big Trump of the white stuff
is flung at us. On the way to the White House
an occluded front is forecast.
So what to put on?
Trump now loves rhyme, its integral
to his existence as his name
rhymes with so many words so well
and words that qualify his fame,
There’s flump and rump and also plump,
then’s sump and its close cousin, slump
and not forgetting grump and dump
all lumped together form a chump
And contributing to his art
in English Trump describes a fart
Epilogue
When Trump was told his poetry
was subject to some caveats
he thought he’d act on the advice
so based on it bought a cravat.* *
*reference his ? poetry book cover photo !
every day
the fear of the fall out
because this party sucks
and never plays the music right
Who would have thought Teresa May
Would ever make a nation sway
A snap election she did call
No one thought she'd have the gaul
Denying that she ever would
Everyone knowing that she could
She often comes over as being strong
Perhaps she has this one wrong
Counting down till the eighth of June
Will the country see a blue moon
Anything can happen at the vote
Heading to the polls do take note
Look what happened America trumped
A surprising turn may see her thumped
Trumped
Welcome to our Wonderland
Where polls and politics abide
Our elves will take you on a ride
Where you will meet the Prince of Darts
Who tolerates the Queen of Hearts
and ladies in waiting if they aren’t fat
He seeks to overthrow the Queen
with Trumped up charges repeatedly
Then truths will become lies and you will see
unless the truth begins with a P
He’ll lie to all his underlings
And promise them funds with some suspense
Will they be in dollars or just in Pence
One thousand polls have made the call
He seized the throne and will build a wall
To keep the Ogres all outside
He has become King and he will rule
The overlook his band of fools
And find a way to dictate ways
to perpetuate goals to antiquity
And if it’s resisted from the left
His established ego will have to say
Go Chuck yourself with a capital F
Trumped Contest
Sponsored by Anthony Slausen
April 9, 2017
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