POEM: Mission Creep

Character is destiny. Donald Trump is a bully threw and threw. He is the mission creep.

Mission Creep

From his political berth
Down with
The escalator of hate
A crooked real state barren
Suffering from a military-industrial complex
Making questionable axes
How can we knot
Ratchet up
To regime change
Kind of rich
Coming from the insurrectionest
Sort of asinine
Make America Grate A
A perpetual plan be
The mission creep

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