A Preposterous POTUS
After E. A. Robinson, “Aaron Stark”
A large material man, his outlook stark,
Well-tailored, loud and coarse in every pose,
This artful dealer with a dealer’s nose
Has eyes devouring dollars like a shark.
Through well-capped teeth he snidely makes his mark,
Spews racist hatred at arena shows
And feeds his base crude lines that trigger blows,
A fevered furor driving each remark.
Elated that his mobs give him renown,
As alt-fact failures let the US down,
This empty vessel with his fawning staffs,
Egged on by raucous, feckless right-wing cheers,
Sees that his antics cause the country tears,
So days he has his way the POTUS laughs.
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