There was a fart in the wind
and it blew an ill smell,
a precursor of what is to come
should The Drumpf Man not succumb.
Those on the right with big inhales of might
drew in that odious smell with huge delight,
with a big grin and a vulgarian’s middle finger
The Drumpf Man proclaimed, I’ll be the new leader!
With eyes half closed and minds all a shuttered
the right in obedient lockstep did not even shudder,
with willingness in abundance and hope eternal
the folks on the right did not dare stutter.
Armed with bluster and full of muster
The Drumpf Man has created quite a cluster,
but alas when all is said and done in the chill of November
the people will hand The Drumpf Man his rump on a platter.