"this world's full of wickedness"
bush begins to curse,
huffy, he is in denial
stashing corpses in a hearse.

dons a flight suit,
sneers at cameras,
apes across the palace floor …
amounting to a zero this one
superstitious to his core!

him cow pokin'
pretzel chokin'
stomps upon humanity
with his bible thumpin'
driving acts of criminality,
wide-eyed causing crisis after crisis.

his pet peeve for loyalty
routinely does disguise
at the highest levels
fools, incompetence and lies.

gutted by his gambles
the economies in shambles …

as he stomps off in a tizzy, poomf!
inside the milhouse door
one can hear him shrieking
dropping papers off of tables,

"The KING! I AM The KING
Look At Me … MISSION ACCOMPLISHED"

claiming there's no climate change
this asswipe stinks from end to end
he would pound this country down
to crispy sun-baked ruin!

full of strong and wrong beliefs
on his loathsome witchhunts
this star-spangled demagogue
deep in fascist right-wing clouds …

petulant and arrogant
in his alcoholic fog
he's proud to be the prez
(proud with a capitol p),
buttonholing fleets of scoundrel
prig bootlicker lackeys,
scowling from the war room
of his bunker, mussolini-like

"All You People LISTEN UP
and Give Support To ME
My Word IS The Rule Of Law
Yes, Rule Is My God Given RIGHT!"