Thursday, August 9, 2018

Happy Resignation Day(s) - Day Two

One More Kick to The Dick

August 9, 2018
Well, here we are again, the end of another great holiday season, and the culmination of the celebration of the obliteration of the cancer on our nation. 
The ultimate in FAKE NEWS, straight from the horse’s ass
2018

What about treason?  Collusion/conspiracy?  Obstruction of justice?  Racism/fascism?
 
I was not sure I had it in me at this point, but I have managed to add a few new verses for 2018.  I don’t think it can be considered post-traumatic while the horror persists, but I have no doubt that many of us have a clinically significant stress disorder at this very moment.  I look forward to the day when it can be truly post-traumatic.  For now, I hope I am able to bring a little distraction your way on this lovely Resignation Day(s), and every day.  Enjoy!

Lock her up, drain the swamp, I won, build the wall
He screams and he tweets, he hates us all.
Though he loves his Nazis and supremacists white
And watches himself on TV ev’ry night. 

The people’s true enemy, that Electoral College,
Gave us Bush and then Chrump, two goons with no knowledge,
Of democracy, Constitution or language,
Less at home with working than swinging a sand wedge.

Chrump’s brain is so bad, his words so much worse,
We hope against hope that Bob Mueller’s his curse.
When he finally goes down, wants to take us all with him
Chrump cares about nothing but his toxic nar’sism.

He bashes the media, though than him no one’s faker
We need him to just go and jump in a lake…Er,
I meant for a swim not to drown, that’s no shit.
Such talk is illegal, unless the president does it.
Impeachment, resigning once more fill the air,
Now dash away blob with your FAKE orange “hair”,
This Chrump works for Putin, and amplifies hate,

He’s racist, he’s fascist; ain’t America great? 

Though mostly Chrump’s tweeting and golfing galore,
He’s doing great damage, let’s show him the door.
Fake “hair”, phony color, his face sphincter speaks,
Let’s vote like we mean it and be rid of this freak. 

Colluding, conspiring, with Russia, oh no!
Won’t tell his own people what he said to our foe.
This treasonous cretin makes us all sick and tired,
Let’s pray the next Congress will tell him, “YOU’RE FIRED.”

Remember The Swamp? 
Remember the cries to drain it?
It looks pretty good from here.
To paraphrase Darn Leader, “Wouldn’t you love to see Congress, when somebody disrespects our Constitution, to say get that sonofabitch out of the White House right now, out?  He’s fired…he’s FIRED!”
Wishing you all a joyous year until next Resignation Day(s), and hoping for another, even better resignation before then.  I bet Mexico would pay for that in a heartbeat.  Fuck the wall! Lock him up! Make him resign! Make him resign! Make him resign!
Let a smile be your umbrella, but don’t get a mouthful of rain.
Yuno Hoo

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