The Man From Point Piper

There was movement in the nation, for the word had passed around That the dolt whom all regret was led astray, And had joined the wild right-wingers - he was worth a million pound, So all the banks had gathered to the fray.

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Not Quite Hitler, Part I

Tiny finger on the button, Often acting the buffoon, And behaving like a glutton Or perhaps a shaved baboon. With a face of dried out mutton, Wears a rug, or dead racoon. Golden showers, prostitution, His salacious, shrivelled worm. Active proof of devolution, Can make any woman squirm. A new Russian revolution May occur in … Continue reading Not Quite Hitler, Part I

Little Donald

Spewing hatred from his vulgar sump. There’s a man in the House we should dump. Ranting and raving while on the stump, A new life in the House; Forrest Gump. Weak, sad, little loser; rather plump. Smallest man in the House; tufted clump. Incestuous Orwellian chump. Predator of the House; gormless lump. With six bankruptcies filed, … Continue reading Little Donald