Trumpery Poems - Poems about Trumpery

Trumpery has nothing to do with the card game bridge, the trump card in a round defeats all the others, the most powerful card; It is the practice that superficially appealing to many but officially have very little real value, worthless stuff, one needs to discard. ~X~X~X~ ...

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Dotard Trumpery used to disgust the "ery" excrescence ending his surname, for apocope he approached Megan Trump and poached her maiden name, to which Joshua Trump, her son naming after her, dare no longer lay claim, because from then on he was reduced to campus bullies' fair game. Pretending to be placatory, Dotard Trumpery had to invite Joshua...

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Behind his endless daydream, behind his boundless self-esteem, what's picking up steam? Swines Capture Team, proceeding plans stacked ream over ream, as well as their seamless dragnet scheme. Hush money he can pay, for impunity he can pray, Justice never looks the other way. Futile his bark and bay, futile his bray, imminent his reckoning day. Donald, a sham...

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the Medicare, an undeserved fund the patients spend, which seems extremely excrescent, must be crushed immediately without any mend. No coverage serves them right! Be they gravely ill or convalescent. In his favor, all the rules the Capitol shall bend, prosecution immunity, business chance----each prerogative coming on end. His flagrance in abuse of power, plus republicans' acquiescence, plunges to a...

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During election and after, buzzwords loud and clear, brags loud and clear, the motherer lumps all milestone feats into his merits sphere, as if to the national pantheon he had already drawn near. Still one declarable thing we never hear: his tax sheets of every past year, the wrappings of all his enormities that would cost U.S. dear. Financial...

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