“Long live the King!” Trump tweets. “And I am,” he tells his mirror. “Aren’t I?”
1
The insecure monarch demands that you bow.
His ego needs stroking, so often…and now!
He knows he’s in charge, but he wants to be feared
like God and the Devil, he must be revered.
2
It’s not about tariffs, renaming, or land…
he needs you to kiss that fat ring on his hand.
You’ve got to come crawling, and begging for grace:
with penance and sorrow, his ass in your face.
3
So what will come next, when push comes to shove?
He craves the one thing he can’t have: Daddy’s love.
The sharpness of truth cuts him deep like a shiv…
Dad never had any love he could give.
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RESISTANCE THROUGH RHYME
Trump Derangement Syndrome is actually a symptom of right-wing fantasies. The true victims are his supporters. The rest of us are collateral damage.
That Derangement Syndrome’s well named,
but wrong about who gets the blame.
Not critics or rivals
who fight for survival…
it’s MAGAs who ought to be shamed.
