Category Archives: Donald Trump

Fox News: ‘Merican as apple sauce.

Right Again!

February: Just mild flu!

I’m left in absolute awe at Fox”s GreaT news.
I can’t dispute their pure unprejudiced views,
See my jaw hanging ajar, see my bugging eyes
As Fox friendlily sets dumb guys like me wise?

March: Mild unease grew.

Seems somehow Donald was in control all along!
Trust Fox to finagle a done right from a Don wrong,
Even as Hannity looks down on a hushed New York
That Tucker won’t shut down Don’s sick crazy talk.

April Fools Day: Sad but true.

Still they’ll hail the Chief’s every off-the-cuff decision,
Smiling benignly, knowing the viral shit-show’s arriven,
Still the Fox hosts loyally proclaim Don cannot be faulted!
With the stable door still ajar and the pale horse long bolted?

 

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Another existential crisis, another essential service rendered. Thanks, Mr Prez, we’re Greatful. So’s the NRA. Maybe overly so.

Finger On The Pulse.

Today some great big minds met,
They left the President greatly upset,
Time’s runnin’ out for the great vacillator,
Better crack on Don, and sooner than later.

Today Dithering Donny has acted decisively- at last,
He’s heard all the pleas, he’s stopped and taken heed,
They’ve Donsplained the facts, he’s gotta act, and fast,
Today Don will address the Republics pressing need.

These brave boys deserve all they can get,
It doesn’t matter if it puts US billions in debt,
Cuomo can waste his breath over some ventilator-
Don’s ‘Merican’s rights are far fu fundemently greater.

The days of worrying about social distancing have passed,
The gloves are off, your personal safety Don’s guaranteed,
You can march up to your gun shop now and have a blast,
Donald’s sure shootin for Team NRA in word act and deed.

Yeah, yeah, the rhyme pattern goes AABB to ABAB, but after today- shoot me.

 

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When he runs the greatest economy in the world, the President tells us when and where the buck stops.

Pay Dirt.

This all started just like a touch of common flu-
Nothing a president couldn’t power through,
But then people sickened, they started to cough,
Took to their sick beds, and, worse, sick days off.

Soon the busy president made it crystal clear-
News of a pandemic he did not wish to hear,
No way would he let his ‘Merica  shut up shop,
A stalled economy- why, life might as well stop!

Now for this profit president, suddenly so much is at stake,
Wow, now see him go, (though he was slow on the uptake,)
Don now tells everyone, stay a healthy six feet apart-
Pity he’s given the virus a GreaT big flying head start.

But he’s never been a man renowned for his patience,
Now the prez wants to fast-track this testing of patients,
Donald demands an overnight cure for this dark disease-
Suddenly there’s a light at the end of the tunnel only he sees.

His brilliant plan B is to wish and pray this illness away,
He’s aiming to have the churches packed in on Easter day,
Some brave Bishop please tell him that would be a blunder,
Ironically, stories of resurrection might put one six feet under.

 

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The media says President Trump is keen on obtaining a GreaT exclusive Coronavirus vaccine from his good friends in Germany. As always, with Good Deal Don, there is a catch.

The GreaT American Hero.

With the world awash with Covid nineteen
PresiDon wants to buy his very own vaccine,
In Germany they’re making progress on a cure-
Now there’s a Company Don wishes to procure.

It would be for the US and us alone,
And with stocks dropping like a stone
Don knows there is a deal to be made-
Well, ain’t that just Don’s stock in trade?

While the whole world reels as the killing virus bites
Don sees a great deal of potential in world-wide rights,
Don doesn’t want a single red voting ‘Merican to get sick,
In Don’s world he’s quite immune to consciences tiny prick.

 

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From last weeks ‘only the flu’ to this weeks European travel ban, Don is taking serious virus measures. Now, why?

Game Face.

Don lovingly looks into the camera again,
He’s taking GreaT pains to explain
That the Coronavirus’s spread-
He alone is going to stop dead.

He doesn’t welcome foreign fliers,
Euro-tourists he no longer desires,
He’s looking after the good ol’ USA,
The rest of the world can go f-fade away.

Last week it was just the Flu to him,
Suddenly the orange face turns deathly grim,
The latest news has him looking gaunt and old-
His beloved stock market has caught a cold.

Thanks to this Chinese flu
(In Donny’s jaundiced view,)
Now not even the NBA
Can be let out to play.

Donald looks deep into the cameras eye
He truly do look like he’s going to cry,
Is it fears for this, his GreaT proud nation?
Or did the ol’ TV star just hear ‘cancellation?’
 

Money can’t buy you love or happiness, or popularity, so the song goes. For an ex-mayor of New York this is both sad and true.

Lost Its Bloom.

So ex-mayor Mike’s power jump has failed,
Those high White House walls remain unscaled,
His late ill-founded but well-funded quest
Has seen a cool half billion bucks go West.

So, no Presidency for poor saintly Mike,
Too many found there’s not much to like.

For a mighty rich man it’s a humbling thought-
Even a Trump tarnished presidency cain’t be bought,
Or perhaps the Big Apple is sick of GreaT big talkers,
One old rich white ass is enough for most New Yorkers.

Mike’s taken a costly kick in the pants, and a civil censure,
His overly frisky bad cop stops still proving a risky venture.

 

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Who to best explain to us the the real reason for Wall Street crashing? Hey, at least let Don fake- sorry, take us through his reasoning. Gives us all a reason to believe, doesn’t it?

The Low Down.

When the stock market’s riding high
Who trumpets ‘that’s all thanks to me!’
Who’s the propheteer, who’s the Great guy
Who takes every credit, Hallelujah and praise be?

But when the market starts to falter
Like one dark wintry Wall Street afternoon
When stocks plunge, who is down at the alter
Demanding to know Who the hell changed his tune?

Now the Dow has taken a tumble,
Since his healthy markets caught a cold
Don’t expect Don to sound sorry or humble,
He has a whopping Great tale that must be told.

Since his Wall Street has fallen flat
And its hurt his vanity and bank vault
He’ll blame his ills on some sick Democrat-
If not Bernie or Bloomberg, then it’s Gods fault.

 

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