Chicago, The Blues Brothers Town,
Where ICE is going to finally drown.
Chicago, City of Broad Shoulders,
Will not put up with rebel soldiers.
Chicago, the venerable Windy City,
May prove the death of Trump the Shitty.
Chicago, Chicago, that toddling town.
I love tariffs, they're so good for me,
Slap them on all countries, they are my enemy.
Tariffs with my coffee, tariffs with my tea,
Send me golden trinkets to match my golden pee,
I love to threaten tariffs when I am on TV.
I like women on the younger side,
13 to 17, those I can abide.
Epstein poached 'em from me,
But I still had quite a spree,
Down at Epstein Island by the sea.
I've had my share of women
Some were eager beavers
Some required "persuading"
Some played hard to get
But I am not a loser
I never fail to score.
Just one more time
Just one more time
Not like last time
One/six ya know
I have the cops NOW
And the soldiers too.
I am flying off to Russia,
To meet Boss Vlad
"They" say Alaska
But I know better,
I have my sharpie
If I mark it Russia,
It will be Russia
Wait till you see Zelenskyy's face!
There once was a POTUS most arrogant
Who spewed nonsense incredibly arrant
His mind is quite broken
His knowledge mere token
And his brain like a wrinkled currant.
This fellow named Trump is quite comical
With words he is not economical
They flow from his rump
Like a fast-flowing dump
What a marvel he is anatomical.
God has sent us a wonderful gift
To save us all from devilish drift
He may be a rapist,
A crook, and a racist
But God knows we're not very swift.
(Thanks to Trumpgelicals for inspiring this poem)
Trump's a fascist his critics declare
Trump says my MAGATS don't care
In fact, they quite like it
No way shall I drop it
When my fascism they all share.
Who called the White House a dump.
I guess I will just have a hump."
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