Wednesday 9 November 2016

a one hundred and twenty ninth poem... 'imagine'

Just imagine if ol' Donald hadn't won...
Just imagine being bossed by a woman!
Eight years of getting nagged to find a job
Thank heavens for ol' Donald, Christ God -
And after Hillary we'd have had a Gay
Ruling this here nation, no sir, no way!
And what if following that we'd got a Trans
Presiding o'er this fair an' pleasant land?!
Just imagine if ol' Donald didn't win...
Just imagine havin' to take it on the chin!
Mexican rapists an' Muslim guns
Chasin' around our daughters an' our sons,
Tree huggers every corner of the block
Makin' out we're a stupid laughing stock...
  So thank Christ God ol' Donald didn't lose
Or we'd never have gotten the chance to air our views
Charge your glass, raise a toast, put out more flags
 Tell the Indians next door to pack their bags -
Amen!

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