Those who take the field, then kneel
Upset the mighty Chief a great deal.
It’s disrespectful to the ol’ red white and blue,
Some colours matter in his jaundiced view.
Those who don’t stand tall and proud-
Don glares incandescently at that crowd.
Watch how those baby blues of his smolder,
Seeing ’em, arms locked, shoulder to shoulder.
Don believes a servant/master relationship is required,
Kneel and stand every chance of the boss saying ‘you’re fired.’
Their lack of traditional respect is his darkest fear;
He gathers about him allies, friends, near and dear…
As Foxes fair and balanced report is repeatedly viewed
He feels some protesters have an uppit- er, negative attitude.
His flag not being revered is a sight Don really regrets,
A view shared by a veritable slew of his confederates.