Falling Down, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @Brianrrs37 on Twitter/X)

The bloated Basilisk, spins his tales of woes
Blaming all of his foes, on middle school grounds
His fist he petulantly pounds, incoherent sounds

Hopscotch he plays, cheats in various ways
Mar A Lago monkey bars, paying off porn stars
Grifter, rapist, con, incompetent mafia don

Marionette, sleeps in a bassinet
Lindsey is his pet, Putin pulls his strings
“Victim” he falsely sings, wife buried on golf green

Lexicon is obscene, baby bottle needs
Eloquent he’ll never be, worst in history
Soiled presidency, will kill democracy

It should have been the end
When his first campaign began
“They’re rapists” he once said

It should have been lights out
When the words came out of his mouth
“McCain is no hero”, but he is the real zero

Scapegoats, vilifies, the sane know, it’s all lies
Lord Of The Flies in disguise, fascism on the rise
Our Republic compromised, despot he wants to be

Only the blind cannot see, he will bring just misery
Sycophants his company, purging all dissent
The Basilisk is hell bent, he never will repent

Spineless slithering, slimy blithering dimwit
Constitution under threat, throats he will slit
That would be it, if we don’t take command

If we don’t make our stand, burry him in the sand
On the Jersey shore, no choice but to win this war
Down to the wire, put out this dumpster fire
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