he is such a worthless fraud
traitor liar and grim faced fool

that he’s really not worth a second 
glance on a rainy day of sky-diving frogs

into a carbon heap of crippled
dying scorpions carrying twenty five

tons of canova cocktail into
the oval office posing as beluga

on hamburger rolls with plenty 
of catch up on the side

no this man should be of 
no interest to anybody

as long as he remains
where he so justly belongs

where it’s dark as a dungeon 
and damp as the dew

where the rain never falls 
and the sun never shines

until this bastard has 
rightly served his time