POEM: Political I con

Here is some poetic justice for Donald Trump, aka The Don, an unworthy political icon. May we learn from his massive cautionary tail.

Political I con

From Fifth Avenue
He shot
Too star dumb
All tolled
Knot exactly a reality magnate
Preaching only to acquire
Making America
Grate agin
At his lyin’ eyes
As far as a Republic can
Seize
And halving won nation
Razed him up
As the epitome of political
I con
On premises of chump change
Graft
Onto the dark psyche of America
In loo of character
Countless characters
His dogmatic whistle
The despot calling
The kettle black
The nuance of a troll
As some covert photo op
Inexplicably bought
And what due
We get
Fore free
An upside down Bible
And shredded Constitution
Awe hell the chief
A testing to US
Best rectitude ever
Missin’ accomplished
Like knowing
Jack of won trade
A country banged
Soully craven to be
Un-presi-dented
As soon as passable

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