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a novel poetic form used for trump bashing

You can't criticize the president! That will trigger all of the conservatives.

Do you think America is a free country?
 
"SHUT UP AND . . . well, do whatever else it is you do. Just don't criticize Republican Presidents."
 
Trump cannot be criticized,
The bile flows up to his eyes.
He's quick off the mark,
With lines that are dark,
But the pres muse be canonized.
 
I am Donald and I declare
That someone stole my underwear
They're really small
Like my left ball
Have you a dick to spare?
 
In days of old
when Knights were bold
and Donald was a dick

With nary a thought
The election was bought
And it still makes me sick
 
In days of old
when Knights were bold
and Donald was a dick

With nary a thought
The election was bought
And it still makes me sick

In days anew
when knights are few
and Donald is still a cunt

His only defense
Is an asshole named Pence
And Sessions the weasel faced runt.
 
Paul Manafort did like to brag
That he was no old Russian hag
With a wink of his eye
Said I'm no Russian spy
Those commies a just such a drag
 
Haiku:

There's trouble ahead
Paul Manafort and Rick Gates
Papadopoulos!
 
Just for the record, use of the word "bash" implies that criticism is undeserved.
Implies, maybe.
But the direct meaning includes a significant blow and a significant party. We could put Donald's face on an inflatable doll, free liquor and baseball bats, and have a Donald Bashing Bash!

THEN, if it was poorly managed, we could bash the Donald Bashing Bash!
 
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There once was a man close to Trump,
Who found himself down in the dumps.
When offered a deal,
He apparently squealed,
And I've been advised against further disclosures by my legal team.
 
There once was a trusted advisor
Who started to spout like a geyser
He showed that collusion
Was not an illusion
And that didn't sit well with The Kaiser!
 
While driving and driving the wedge
The Donald has gone off the edge
He's deeply neurotic
Possibly psychotic
And he needs your loyalty pledge
 
The golf course is where trump relaxes
While plotting to steal all our taxes
And revoking the rights
Of all but the whites
So he won't get kicked out by the blackses.
 
Trump took yet another vacation,
Time off is, to him, a vocation,
To spend quite a while,
In his favorite style:
Do nothing, and get an ovation.
 
Twas the night before Christmas when all through the White house
Not a creature was tweeting, accept Melania’s spouse.
The Tax bill was causing the nation despair
While Trump was admiring his exquisite hair.
The cabinet was nestled all snug in denial
With visions of “lock her up” dancing on trial.
Melania in a negligee, and Trump in his toupee
Had just started tweeting something cliché,
When out in the Rose Garden there arose such a protest
Melania grabbed her bullet proof vest.
Away to the toilet, Donny flew like a turtle
Where he met Mitch McConnell in a medieval girdle.
McConnell looked petrified and a little bit slow.
He was having regrets about selling his soul.
When what to his droopy eyes should appear,
But Donald J Trump’s nasty fat rear.
With tiny hands, he gave it a pick.
He knew right away Donald Trump had no dick.
More rabid than a weasel, crooked and lame,
He twittered and tweeted them all out by name.
Now Kushner, now Pence, now Pruitt, and Bannon
On Kelly, on Sarah, on Don Jr and Sessions,
To the top of corruption, now let’s build a wall!
Either come save me now or go fuck you all.
As crap dried on his throne, The king tweeted for help
Then Instagram, Facebook, Pinterest, and Yelp.
Trump tweets to trumpet blowers out on patrol
While shitting on his throne plated in gold.
Then, after tweeting while taking a dump
Mitch has the pleasure of powdering Trump’s rump.
He dropped his phone in the throne with a tremendous fart
That blew the whole gold-plated toilet apart.
He was dressed all in flannel, and covered in poop
He painted the bathroom in Don T shit soup.
A bundle of bullshit Trump’s trying to pass.
He looks like a dickhead who talks out his ass.
His eyes, how they wrinkle. His expressions are funny.
His cheeks are orange, his nose is runny.
His horrid little mouth is drawn like a butthole.
He’s as smart as a penis stuck to the north pole.
With a lump of crap lodged in his teeth,
On his broken phone, he still tried to tweet,
I love the uneducated, and the lower class,
With shit on his face, and a big fat ass.
He tweeted for his creepy little elf,
Jeffery Sessions abuses himself.
This shriveled little troll came to Trump’s rescue,
And cleaned up his mess with one little tissue.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work
Of polishing turds for this dumb ass jerk.
While Pence, and Ryan saved Melania
Ivanka and Jared wish you all happy Hanukah.
You could hear trumpet blowers praise the alt-right
As protestors in the Garden prepared for a fight.
The entire world read Trump’s final tweet.
Nobody builds walls better than me.
I made America the greatest Nation.
Now fuck you all, I’m on vacation!

Author Renee Belden
 
Like rats off a stinking ship,
The flippers are making Trump tip.
He screams "NO COLLUSION!
It's ALL a DELUSION!"
While his lawyers all pack for a trip...
 
Putin said that they didn't do it.
Trump says that's all there is to it.
It must then be real,
The Artist of the Deal,
Should know lying when he's close to it.
 
This one's titled: Slick Willy on Line 2

The trip to meet Putin: Momentous,
The talking, though, that was pretentious
But what he intends,
I guess it depends,
On what your definition of '-n't' is.
 
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