The orange one
With sheer vanity he glows like a bulb on a tree
It’s always “I, I, I” or “Me, ME, ME”!
He’s a whiny wall-building science denier
A thin-skinned, fear-mongering Orange faced liar
He’s the tear in the fabric, that holds us together
He’s the bend in the hose, and the blood on the feather
He’s an embarrassing blowhard, shallow and loud
A stain on the world stage, all cocky and proud
He’s the America we hoped no longer existed,
Bigoted, intolerant, Fearful, and twisted
With a stroke of the pen, He poisons the water,
He willfully separates Mother from daughter
He belittles anyone who dares to oppose him
He stomps up and down and screams America chose him!
With no sense of history, spewing nothing but junk
He’s an arrogant gasbag, a scoundrel, a skunk.
Now it’s up us to form the resistance
To push back on the orange, with steadfast persistence
Engage in the process, hold his feet to the fire
Remember, facts are the enemy of the orange faced liar
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