Headline: “GOP blocks Senate rebuke of Trump on Russia sanctions”
Undoubtedly Putin is thrilled
By the mayhem he’s wrought; he’s fulfilled
His dream to install
Trump the Puppet, who’ll brawl
And defile, as democracy’s chilled.
Dear Donald, I see that the state
Of our Union is closed, so the date
That you’re set to appear
In my House (nearly here)
Isn’t great. “Speak” in writing … or wait.
Trump keeps tying our nation in knots,
And it’s time to connect all the dots:
He inflicts all this hurt
To distract and divert
Because Putin is calling the shots.
When Pelosi says “no,” she means “NO!”
Trump will NOT get his wall-building dough.
Unlike Donald, she’ll walk
The walk and won’t balk.
Nancy’s toughness is true. Trump’s? Just SHOW!
Trump’s attempting a blackmail-insurgency:
“I’ve the right to declare an emergency.
But I WON’T do it yet.
Right now it’s a threat!” …
Which proves that there’s really no urgency.
The self-described deal-maker fails
To close deals. Donald’s thwarted? He bails.
Nancy ties him in knots,
And whenever he spots
Her he’ll plotz, as his orange skin pales.
I’ll tell you, to me, the second-most important thing after love what you do is never, ever give up. Don’t give up. Don’t allow it to happen. If there’s a concrete wall in front of you, go through it. Go over it. Go around it. But get to the other side of that wall.
There’s a wall of concrete? Then go through it;
That’s the way that the Donald once drew it.
Are walls MEANT to be crossed?
Or built at great cost:
My conclusion is Donald Trump blew it.
Headline: “Trump storms out of meeting as shutdown careens toward fourth week”
The Donald stormed out of the meeting
Cuz his wall scheme was taking a beating.
The Speaker was “mean,”
So he vented his spleen
In a petulant act of retreating.
I won’t ask you, dear Trump, not to lie.
You can’t stop, so don’t bother to try.
And nor will I ask
You to do any task
That requires a warm-hearted guy.
And there’s really no need to pretend
That the law isn’t something you bend
To benefit you
And a very small few:
Your children … and maybe a friend.
I won’t EVEN say, Donald don’t whine.
You can’t help it, I know, so that’s fine.
I’ve a single request,
And it isn’t “Be Best.”
I am begging you: Kindly Resign!
Headline: “White House Did Not Understand Shutdown Implications”
The Donald did not comprehend
The great damage a shutdown could send.
This is not a surprise;
Trump’s the inverse of wise,
And his couns’lors kiss Donald’s butt end.
The Donald begs, “Let’s make a deal?”
Via Twitter, he makes that appeal.
You should steel yourself, bro,
Cuz you’re getting no dough
For cement or your slat walls of steel.
“Trump Derangement’s” a syndrome some claim
Is a lefty disorder. How lame!
The afflicted are those
Who remain in the throes
Of Trump’s spell and still fall for his game.
Dear Donald, you’ll need more than luck
With your efforts at passing the buck;
You could crawl on all fours,
But the shutdown blame’s yours:
You’re the schmuck who’s inflicted this muck.
Trump must think that our troops are all dumb.
What else could explain why that bum
Would visit their base
And lie to their face
Re their raises? The Donald is scum!
My dear Trump, were you raised in an alley?
Cuz a visit with troops ain’t a rally.
Your political speech
In that setting’s a breach…
And pally, we’re keeping a tally.
Dear Donald, by lying to troops,
You dishonor and treat them like dupes.
Your “regime” is a mess,
And you menace the press…
Though you DO provide plenty of scoops.
Don’t expect any praise or applause
For that trip to Iraq; Donald’s flaws
Shall always outweigh
One single good day
In a reign that flouts all of our laws.
The Donald loves passing the buck;
Blame is something he’ll constantly duck.
Unlike Truman, who said:
“Buck stops here,” Trump instead
Runs amok — finds a fall guy to fuck.
Jane C. Timm: “The president is making a list, and checking it twice: Those who have wronged him.”
The Donald is making a list
Of people who’ve wronged him. He’s pissed!
Nearly ev’ryone’s mean,
So on vengeance Trump’s keen.
How he wishes they’d cease to exist!