Category Archives: Charlottesville

Don can’t help himself when it comes to comes to commiserations, or letting us all know how much better he is at it than his predecessors.

Getting On Don’s Good Side.

President Trump is feeling embattled
So Don does what he does when rattled,
Out comes the finger, to his phone its pointed
And out flies a tweet, fevered and disjointed.

Give the President a phone
But pray for a Presidential tone.

He says other Presidents didn’t make the tough call
For those who served the cause but took the fall;
He sees a noble sacrifice, she sees her man in a body bag,
Cold comfort when gazing at a coffin shrouded in a flag.

Can someone please take his phone away?
Understanding and empathy ain’t his forte.

Surely Don must know that in honoring the departed
By his own admission his words must sound half-hearted,
Didn’t his reaction to the Charlottesville ‘situation’ provide
A precedent for sending some sympathy to the other side?

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Slippery Steve Bannon slides down in Dons estimation. Who knew there was a lower level?

The Ballad Of Steve Bannon.

‘Welcome to the White House, Steve,
We love the work you did at Breitbart,
Theres so much we hope you can achieve,
Putting the Alt Right to the centre is a start.’

What a bond you and Don are bound to cleave,
Why, that supremely superior right view you impart-
And your journalistic integrity makes it hard to believe
Your tete-a-tetes won’t be a meeting of like mind and heart.

Alas, poor Steve, Don must ask you to leave,
You’re a done deal to Don, and ’tis time to depart,
Dons vision of his ‘Merica even Steve couldn’t conceive,
After Charlottesville Steve knows Don’s mastered his dark art.

I say, is that guy at the podium a touch slow on the uptake? A pause- a long pause- before the President speaks.

Nothing But White Noise, Part Two.

After two days of using a lame ‘blame lies on many sides’ defence
After the denouncing of White Racism by the likes of Mike Pence,
After a st- stuttering start Don is giving ’em a piece of his mind.
After a great deal of thought he’ll leave their KK-kind behind.

He says it, it must be said, with deep regret,
They’re core voters and he owes ’em a debt,
Will his hurtful words hurt the Alt Right?
Will their torch for Don burn as bright?

Without relish he mouths the words some lackey wrote,
Speaking loud enough, yet his voice retains a baffled note,
Recited without so much as an apology for it being ever so late,
Don, dragging ’em through gritted teeth does make Americans grate.