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(To be read in Dr. Seuss cadence)
In a land where the states are united, they claim,
In a sky-scraping tower adorned with his name,
Lived a terrible, horrible, devious chump,
The bright orange miscreant known as the Trump.
This Trump he was mean, such a mean little man,
With the tiniest heart and two tinier hands,
And a thin set of lips etched in permanent curl,
And a sneer and a scowl and contempt for the world.
He looked down from his perch, and he grinned ear to ear,
And he thought, I could steal the election this year!
Itd be rather simple, its so easily won,
Ill just make them believe that their best days are done!
Yes, Ill make them believe that its all gone to Hell,
And Ill be the Messiah, and their souls they will sell.
And Ill use lots of words disconnected from truth,
But Ill say them with style, so they wont ask for proof.
Ill toss out vague platitudes, phrases, and such.
Theyre so used to fake news that it wont matter much!
They wont question the how, the what, why, or when,
I will make their America great once again!
The Trump told them to fear, they should fear he would say,
Theyve all come for your jobs, theyll all take them away.
You should fear every Muslim and Mexican too,
Every brown, black, and tan one, everyone who votes blue.
And he fooled all the Christians, he fooled them indeed,
He just trotted out Jesus, thats all Jesus-folk need.
And celebrity preachers, they all crowned him as king,
Tripping over themselves just to kiss the Trumps ring.
And he spoke only lies, just as if they were true,
Until they believed that the lies were true too.
He repeated and Tweeted, and he blustered and spit,
And he misled and fibbedand he just made up shit.
And the media laughed, but they printed each line,
Thinking He'll never win, in the end well be fine.
So they chased every headline, bold-typed every claim,
Till the fake news and real news, they looked just the same.
And the scared folks who listened, they devoured each word,
Yes, they ate it all up, every word that they heard,
Fearing their status was under attack,
Trusting the Trump to take their America back.
From the gays and from ISIS, hed take it all back,
Take it back from the Democrats, fat cats, and blacks.
So hook, line, and sinker they all took the bait,
All of his lies about making America great.
Now the Pant-suited One she was smart and prepared,
She was brilliant and steady, but none of them cared.
They cared not to see all the work that shed done,
Or the fact that the Trump had not yet done Thing One.
They could only shout Emails!, yes Emails! theyd shout,
Because Fox News had told themand Fox News had clout.
And the Pant-suited One, she was slandered no end,
And lies became truths she could never defend.
And the Trump watched it all go according to plan
A strong woman eclipsed by an insecure man.
And November the 8th arrived, finally it came,
Like a slow-moving storm, but it came just the same.
And Tuesday became Wednesday, as those days will do,
And the night turned to morning, and the nightmare came true,
With millions of non-voters still in their beds,
Yes, the Trump, he had done it, just like he had said.
And the Trumpers they trumped, how they trumped when he won,
All the racists and bigots, deplorable ones,
They crawled out from the woodwork, came out to raise Hell,
They came out to be hateful and hurtful as well.
With slurs and with road signs, with spray paint and Tweets,
With death threats to neighbors and taunts on the street.
And the grossest of grossness they hurled on their peers,
While the Trump, he said zilchfor the first time in years.
But he Tweeted at Hamilton, he Tweeted the Times,
And he trolled Alec Baldwin a few hundred times,
And he pouted a pout like a petulant kid,
Thinking this is what Presidents actually did,
Thinking he could still be a perpetual jerk,
Terrified to learn he had to actually work,
Work for every American, not just for a few,
Not just for the white onesthere was much more to do.
He now worked for the Muslims and Mexicans too,
For the brown, black, and tan ones, and the ones who vote blue.
They were all now his bosses, now they all had a say,
And those nasty pant-suited ones were still here to stay.
And the Trump, he soon realized that he didnt win,
He had gotten the prizeand the prize now had him.
And it turned out the Trump was a little too late,
For America was already more than quite great,
Not because of the sameness, the opposites true,
Its greatness far more than just red, white, and blue,
Its straight, gay, and femaleits Gentile and Jew,
Its Transgender and Christian and Atheist too.
Its Asians, Caucasians of all different kinds,
The disabled and abled, the deaf and the blind,
Its immigrants, Muslims, and brave refugees,
Its Liberals with bleeding hearts fixed to their sleeves.
And we are all staying, were staying right here,
And well be the great bane of the Trump for four years.
And well be twice as loud as the loudness of hate,
Be the greatness that makes our America great.
And the Trumps loudest boasts, they wont ever obscure:
Nearly three million more of usvoted for her.
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Written by H. Blair, a teacher in Bellevue, WA; edited by R. Green and A.Vizinho
Make America Sane Again.
MicaelS
(8,747 posts)Doreen
(11,686 posts)Demonaut
(8,914 posts)Laffy Kat
(16,377 posts)world wide wally
(21,740 posts)Dr. Seuss would be proud.
gopiscrap
(23,756 posts)Cha
(297,154 posts)a bit even though it's all true.. and then came the part about Hillary and I had a tear or two.
H Blair is genius. So inspiring!
Mahalo IT!