I was having a discussion with a friend of mine recently and they told me about how they quite like Donald Trump because at least he’s an honest fool.
Here is a poem I wrote, as part of my forthcoming book ‘Don’t Swallow the Red Pill’ on the day I woke up to the news of the next President.
Trump. The name of a fart,
Apt. I’m shitting myself.
Donald. The name of a duck with a short temper,
Apt. He makes me angry.
Trump. Cheating at cards,
Apt. I feel cheated.
Donald. Add a Mc and an S and it’s an impersonal way to eat,
Apt. I want to throw up my lunch.
I hope you all enjoy my little play on words. And don’t forget to subscribe!