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THE CORONATION OF DONALD J. TRUMP

The King of Buffoons

THERE ARE STRANGE DEEDS RECORDED

About the men who toil For Gold

In the halls of Washington D.C.

Where honor is twice daily sold;

But the strangest sight I ever did see

Was the day folks stormed the house of liberty

To resurrect the man voters had dumped

And to crown the head of Donald J. Trump

NOW, DONALD J. TRUMP

Hailed from New York City,

Where the buildings they say 

Grow tall and quite pretty

Why he left the Big Apple, 

No one could say 

‘Cept he needed more suckers, 

And more games to play.

So he dialed up the Russians, 

And the boss they called Vlad,

And he promised his soul 

For any dirt on Hillary they had.

ON A COLD DAY IN HELL,

Or maybe it was in January

Donald J. Trump was sworn in

And handed the US presidency. 

His first words were lies, 

With the bIble under his hand,

He swore to protect the Constitution 

And the laws of this great land.

He never mentioned the exception 

That was echoing in his mind:

“Unless it serves my interests, 

Then I’ll pay them no more mind.”

THAT WAS THE FIRST OF MANY LIES

Donald J. Trump told on a daily basis

Never mattering to him at all 

If facts were true or totally baseless

He recruited Fox News

Home of soulless media hacks

To echo his falsehoods daily

And cover over his criminal tracks

No matter what lies he told or what

Their immediate impacts might be

Murdoch and sons would parrot them 

And claim real news legitimacy.

IN THE END, NOW, WHO CAN SAY

Whose interests were served that day

By Donald J. Trump’s desecration 

of the U.S. presidency?

Never has one president

So bankrupted treasury and soul

Turning neighbor against neighbor,

Forcing allies to depart the fold.

Was this the payment Vlad required

To help Donald J. Trump win his race?

Is this why American excellence 

Disappeared without a trace?

IN ONE SHORT TERM

What accomplishments 

behind him he had trailed!

A packed Supreme Court, two impeachments and hundreds of insurrectionists jailed.

An empty treasury, one failed insurrection

And a lifetime of litigation

For the DOJ’s retrospection.

His was the first American Coup

But maybe not the last

It depends on whether his run is through

Or whether his grift runs out of gas.

YES, STRANGE DEEDS ARE RECORDED

About the men who toil For Gold

In the halls of Washington D.C.

Where honor is twice daily sold;

But the strangest deed that was never to be

Was the crowning of the Man Who Lives in Infamy

Down through the ages his story will be known,

Treachery will be his legacy, 

And treason his thorny crown.